Pink is a worn eraser it taste like a wilted flower it feels like the sky when the sun is setting. Pink sounds like the scream of the wind, pink is royal magical and fearful mixed together. Pink is my tongue licking my sticky cotton candy covered fingers,Pink is the inside of a grapefruit bitter until you add a little bit of sugar. Pink is the color of the little boys dreams tranquil and joyful Pink is the feeling the little girl gets when she hugs her little plush horse. Pink is the silk robe the lady wears to bed pink is the music she plays in her head pink is a photo from long ago even though its black and white you can still imagine her Pink kite, Pink is a record spinning round and round WOW! what a beautiful sound.
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poems.
Poetrythese are some poems that i made for fun it takes some time to think up poems because you really have to think.
