Colours run
Into a clichéd rainbow,
A burst of unexpected fruit
From the depths within
Limited edition silver
To turn into even rarer gold
If you'd allow yourself
To open up about those splashes of rainbow
You can create something
The press would want to cover.
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
Colours run
Into a clichéd rainbow,
A burst of unexpected fruit
From the depths within
Limited edition silver
To turn into even rarer gold
If you'd allow yourself
To open up about those splashes of rainbow
You can create something
The press would want to cover.
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