Rainbows of Death

February 13, 2010
Pink colors the sky
On a night of lies

Red blood flows
As the wind blows

Orange kites soar
Falling down once more

Yellow suns fade
The end of the days

Green grass dies
As coldness arrives

Blue ran drops hit
As the world sits

Purple as the universe
Could it get any worse?

Gray is the dust
We leave, we must

Brown as the dirt bed
We are all dead

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