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Pretty Colours

By StarGrrl

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

The pretty colours fly around, Around their swirls and hopes. They are different, amazing colours, There only to please me. I know their for me, Because only I can see them. They swirl and twist and change, Just for me. I am their creator, I am the one they worship. Because they are pretty colours, There to entertain, and illuminate the room. I love my pretty colors, I love them very much. Because they are my pretty colors, Only mine. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 01:38 AM PST   0 • 14

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