It was the colour of the swings
We used to play on them
It was the colour of the rubber
Some asshole decided to dump in my mouth
Red was a colour
And it was everywhere
Yet it is just a pigment
And it was one of my favourites
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Poems
PoetryJust some poems. Some I wrote for school, others for fun, and there's even one that I based a book off of. I don't actually know if these count as poems though since I don't write much poetry.
