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Friday, March 4, 2011

Color Scheme

It's all the red in me, this intensity
and you're as pure as purple
as cool and calm as sky blue
and as naturally green as my envy
for the other Navy Blues
...as it all fades to black
I'm reborn in a burst of yellow
full of vibrant pink life
yet still lost in the bowl of oranges
blinded by white light
Posted by -JST- at 11:26 PM

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