Circle of ColorA Poem by MilesOn Dawn, preset The shades of memories now hear-said Be you thin or thinning Sit by me and fear nothing A cure for everything Even an occasional sigh Or a distant murmur Behind purple curtains Some spectacular and awe-inspiring Awaits Deep indigo moonlights the stage Then the light-blue party animals show up And money begins to rain A happy, cartoon sun shows up And burns them orange While blood seeps out of their owners The blood stays there Then gets stale It's looks purple again And here we are Back at the hotel
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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