You always loved giving me rainbows
I could always expect to get one after a fight
a couple of throws of your fists
a few kicks in the spleen every night.
They start out black add blood red
with a tinge of purple
Rainbows made by you.

A couple of days pass the bruises fade
you see ugly brown and yellow
My Rainbows made.
But now you're not happy
cause you can't find green
so you start another Rainbow
cause you're so **** mean.

Night after night you act so concerned
I can expect more Rainbows
at your every turn.

You always loved giving me Rainbows

"IS THIS MY *** OF GOLD?"
            















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