Waterfall Colorful ImageriesA Poem by SilentTragedies The colors of the vivid imagery. Each painting earns its colors. A color, within its dull canvas. The flowers of the puppeteers. It earns a droplet, of pink. A color of the river, it acquires . A set of its owner. Dull colors perish, my lining enters. Whether dull as black. or as timid as white. A bucket filled with wonders. With our memories in it. Idea emerges from the wild. Here, paint a flower. A flower that'll be ours. Backwards, and Forwards. Our memories stored in.
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