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Jun 2013
red
red
is the color
of love;
of happiness;
of total and complete euphoria.

i remember when i
looked at it this way;
beautiful, elegant,
and pristine.
but now, it is
much, much different.

red
is the color of blood;
of pain; of sadness;
of sorrow.

my hair is red,
and so is my heart.
even though i know they are clear,
my tears seem to have a dark,
rosy pigment.

even after all these years of transformation,
red is still my favorite color.
I purposely didn't capitalize anything in this poem. I've seen a few people do it this way, and I really liked it :)
Amanda Michaels
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