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[aid] => mick
[title] => The rainbow of Life
[time] => 2004-07-16 19:59:08
[hometext] => I wrote this in english class last year
[bodytext] => The vided, violet flowers surround my coffin where I lay lifeless. Violet the color of a child’s favorite toy which he places in my coffin next to my violet lips so that I am kissing it. As to say goodbye one last time. The sky turns dark violet after the heavy rainstorm. The sky slowly changes from violet to an indigo. The color of my beautiful, flowing prom dress. Indigo my natural hair color. Everyday I wake up and feel so indigo. From the moment that we are born until the moment we die our lives are full of blue. After we are born they whisk us away from our mother, wrap us in a blue blanket, and cram a blue knit cap on our bald misshapen heads. As we grow older we have “blue days” or sad days. Where we are just gloomy. The world feels so empty. We feel all alone. Depression may set in. The most beautiful, blue flowers make us frown. Then that day finally comes we die. Our families have a blue day. They kiss our blue, lifeless lips goodbye for the last time until we are joined in eternal life forever more. If you step outside and you see a big, green cloud take over your neighbors house. Pray! For a nuclear war has broken out. During winter the grass is brown and dead. An amazing transformation takes place during the springtime all that dead grass becomes alive again. The bright yellow, blinding sun comes out and can change the worst day into an ok day. The sun shining like god is patting us on the back. The vided, sunflowers bloom saying that summer is almost over. Orange pumpkins come into high demand. It’s almost Halloween. The pumpkins this year look like lopsided basketballs. After a long, long day of harvesting pumpkins the sun is starting to set. The sun set is more beautiful then the sunrise that morning. Sitting in the emergency room with open wounds and bloody cuts. Down the hall there are screams of horror coming from a little girls room. Her gloomy cries for help are cut short. As the nurse comes sweeping out of little girls room with a worried look. The nurse comes into my room and bandages my bloody wounds and open cuts. She searches for a vein then smacks it hard to prep it for a needle. The stinging doesn’t last long. Now your eyes are bloodshot as you lay me into eternal rest. That nurse gave me the shot of death. With what felt like a sharp, stab through the heart. Now with the blue, violet, and green flowers in your shaky hands. The sunflowers and the pumpkins surround my coffin. I lay life less wearing my beautiful, flowing indigo prom dress. My lips are blue, violet and lifeless. You kiss me good bye. The sun is shining like you are being patted by god. As he says everything is going to be ok. You wipe your bloodshot eyes and turn to enjoy the rainbow of life. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 32 [informant] => ale5shr [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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