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All The Pretty Colors (a poem)

Discussion in 'Entertainment and Technology' started by October, Apr 4, 2012.

  1. October

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    All the Pretty Colors



    For the first time
    I don't understand
    quiet I am
    s
    i
    l
    e
    n
    t
    mute
    still
    lost finds me dead

    The river
    meets the tide
    you wash away the
    d o u b t

    she
    we
    her
    us
    me
    together
    what?

    I want to quit
    to stop. This. MADNESS
    it's wrong
    at least
    that's what I tell myself

    BeLiEvE it?
    no.
    not at all.

    north to south
    is now
    south to north
    etisoppo
    ndsıpǝ poʍu
    turned over
    crazy WORLD

    I hate it.

    Why?
    When?
    What?
    Who?
    Questions.
    They're poison.
    They do nothing but ruin
    e v e r y t h i n g

    negative love
    divided by the
    absolute value of hate
    is = 2 U

    hIgh
    heroiNe
    mEth
    smokE
    Drug
    cocaIn
    addicTion

    YOU

    I need to go to rehab
    you control me
    that's new to me

    the fuck is this shit that is
    U
    N
    K
    N
    O
    W
    N
    curse you
    damn you
    hate you
    empty words
    cussing you solves
    n o t h i n g
    stand you
    love you
    what?

    .....
    m
    a
    y
    b
    e.

    It's a strong word.
    It's makes 99%
    of what was 100.

    m
    a
    y
    b
    e

    opens the door to
    d o u b t
    d
    o
    u
    b
    t

    opens the door to
    c h a n g e

    fear
    scared
    avoiding
    running

    change you
    before you ever change me
    together?
    change the
    WORLD​

    This is the only thing I have ever written about homosexuality so I wanted to share it with you guys:slight_smile: