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by jennie Apr 7, 2004 category : Life, society / other
When i see black I think of death People leaving With their last breath When i see grey I think of the clouds All clumped together In heaps and mounds When i see brown I think of the floor From the top to the bottom And through to the core When i see green I think of grass Lying in the fields As the birds fly past When i see blue I think of the sky I want to be up there Ever so high When i see purple I think of my room Its quiet and peaceful And out of the gloom When i see pink I think of love My cutie alex And a pair of doves When i see red I think of blood Bleeding away It dont look good When i see orange I think of fire Watching the flames Grow higher and higher When i see yellow I think of the sun Going the beach And having fun When i see white I think of the end And guess what this is? The end