We are killing rainbows
No wonder they hide in the clouds
Their faces are shadowed
We're being too loud
We do not know silence
Nor peace
Only violence
The antisocial beams of light
We'll gun them down in fear and fright
Our history- It's obstinate and obscure
Something we shame from and still have to endure
The anticeptic words of hate
They attack their lives and deny their fate
But it's not their choice or will to do
They just can't fade to pink or blue
They're just like us
Like me and you
We all just like for hate to be few
So leave them alone
And let them be light
So they can grow their cloudy wings
And maybe take flight.
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Cabinets- Poetry Made by Me
PoetryThis is my very first collection of poems. All of these were brainstormed and made by me, the time and my mood differing for each. So if you'd like to take a little of your time to wander into Cabinets and take a peek, all of my apreciation goes to...
