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School Colours
Author: Kiranami  PM
A little poem I had written last year in 8th grade during spirit day about every child in my school. Every single one of us were, and still are, just as demented as we are beautiful.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 86 - Published: 05-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3024807
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Purple.
Silver.
Black.
Purple.
The colour of our hearts.
We accept one another.
We don't judge.
We are kind.
Silver.
The colour of our blood.
We heal quickly.
We move on,
Even if we feel we can't.
Black.
The colour of our souls.
We quietly talk behind each other's backs.
We judge anyone who's different.
We are all depressed,
As we watch our silver blood,
From our purple hearts drip
From our veins.
We can never move on,
Because we are unable.
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