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Crayons
When we are young
Our lives are black and white
As we grow
We build our wax so tight
Into one lone crayon
We must not color in one place
Nor on just one picture
But instead fill every space
Our one color may not be much
But with out each hue
And every shade
A rainbow would be nothing new
No time for coloring inside the lines
Or smoothing out a bend
Live with each line you make
And wear your crayon to its end
Meh??
This is really good! It's cool how you brought up that everyone has to exist together to make a rainbow : ) (Correct me if I'm wrong if that's not what you meant)
This life is the "once upon a time" kind of fairy tale that will sold to the masses 2000 years after it ends
nope you got it!
That was sorta my whole goal in this poem is to say that we all are part of a whole, which in this case, is a rainbow :]
A mirror is all that is ever wanted from a shadow
WOO!! Got one right!
A rainbow is definitely one of the best things you could have chosen for all people to be a part of :)
This life is the "once upon a time" kind of fairy tale that will sold to the masses 2000 years after it ends