Poems
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
colors
a color inside
is crawling outside
it fills my words
and thats the upside
it fills my head
it spills out red
blue and yellow
until i'm dead
when i stop
out will pop
a beautiful sprig of grass.
right from the top of my head
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