I sat under a cloudy sky...
Looked up to see a rainbow cry...
The colors ran down to my feet...
In a puddle of sadness it filled the street...
With just two hands I scooped it up...
And brushed it back on with little disrupt...
Now all the colors put back in place...
With a touch and feel of silk and lace...
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 5:55 PM UTC
I sat under a cloudy sky...
Looked up to see a rainbow cry...
The colors ran down to my feet...
In a puddle of sadness it filled the street...
With just two hands I scooped it up...
And brushed it back on with little disrupt...
Now all the colors put back in place...
With a touch and feel of silk and lace...
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