May 15, 2009
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Colors of daisies mean so much.
The white is pure and soothing to touch.
Innocence is its disguise
But its greed and carelessness cause its demise.
Gatsby holds the green most dear.
In memory of those nights of fear.
The light, the money, and all his wants.
His love for Daisy--the past still haunts.
Yellow is the most divine
So vibrant and bright with shades so fine.
The corruption that it holds inside
Will cause them hurt, pain, and then they will die.

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