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Feb 2017
Red were for the roses I left on your casket
Orange were for the tree we first kissed at
Yellow were the bruises that covered you head-to-toe
Green were the stains from the hem of your jeans
Blue were the color of your lips when we found you in the noose
Indigo was the night sky, the night you died
Violet was the bruise you wore around your neck
If you understand, i'm sorry. Stay strong, friend.
Kelsey Rhoads
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Kelsey Rhoads  18/F/The dark place of my mind
(18/F/The dark place of my mind)   
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