Hi lovelies! I actually wrote this poetry/short story awhile ago!
I recently went through and updated or tweaked a few things so it might roll off the tongue a little easier. However I know it's not perfect.
I hope all of you lovely people who read this far enjoyed it.
I started this in high school I believe my freshman year when I felt a little heart broken and maybe a bit angry.
I honestly didn't intend to write a entire short story poetry book but after I wrote the first poem it just clicked and I kept going.
Either way I just hope this story helps others who may feel stuck and hurting. It definitely helped me when I was writing it.
I just want to say thank you again for your time and please feel free to comment/vote on what you like.
Or what you don't.
Regardless, I hope you all have a lovely rainbow filled life!
-with love, Sam
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YOU ARE READING
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PoetryYou were red. red red red red red you made me see red. all I saw was red. I'm sick of red. I want orange, and yellow, then green, and blue, some purple, I want the whole freaking rainbow.
