Winds carry aromas/
time shatters the day/
school /
isn't always a piece of cake /
yet, more like a dark room without a flashlight. /
Figure it out / Life or death/sleep or being woke. /
Never found the end of a rainbow /
never saw one close enough to the ground for me/
to find the courage to want to chase it. /
I hate writing = I love writing /
my body is 90% of water /
so why do I need to drink it? /
Pink is my emotion /
Pink is just a color /
Red is my blood /
Red is also just a color /
it's the last thing I see when you piss me off. /
Love is a mystery /
Love is a fantasy /
I love to fantasize over.
time shatters the day/
school /
isn't always a piece of cake /
yet, more like a dark room without a flashlight. /
Figure it out / Life or death/sleep or being woke. /
Never found the end of a rainbow /
never saw one close enough to the ground for me/
to find the courage to want to chase it. /
I hate writing = I love writing /
my body is 90% of water /
so why do I need to drink it? /
Pink is my emotion /
Pink is just a color /
Red is my blood /
Red is also just a color /
it's the last thing I see when you piss me off. /
Love is a mystery /
Love is a fantasy /
I love to fantasize over.
Chrissy, I took the time today to read a lot of your poems and I can tell how much of a passion it is for you. I think that's wonderful and I want to encourage you to continue what you're doing. Any type of art or expression that comes from the heart, truly comes from the heart, is a labor of love. I understand the need to express yourself through writing and I hope you never lose that same need. It's a gift. You're very talented and I'm so glad I got to know you. Best of luck to you, young lady! Lee
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