There is a rainbow in front of me.
I made the rainbow bright for all to see.
There is a color for every question asked of me.
How are you? Green.
How is school? Blue.
How was your day? Yellow.
I see the colors, I reach and find nothing.
There is a rainbow in front of me.
The rainbow is all they see.
Anthon as Homer
3 years ago
5 comments:
I know how that goes Beck...cept mine is less of a rainbow, and more of an act, or atleast that's how i view, rainbow seems to bright of a word to describe the continuous act that has become my life. Hmmmm...I really kinda hate rainbows, hey baby how bout we go on a rampage and destroy all the rainbows, it's a sign of the second coming, we would just be moving it along a lil' :)
Rainbows! I love Rainbows! Stop killing Rainbows Sarah! Oh, and happy 21st Becky!!! Love your freakin guts!
Rainbows are gay.
Wow, only Baby got this poem. Well at least I got you Baby. Did you notice that I changed the poem after the first time that you read it?
No I didn't see that you had changed it, now I can't remember exactly what it said before...oh well, I still like it now. Kinda funny how I'm the only one who got it eh? Who knows you best? ME ME ME! mwahahaha! SUCKAS!
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