Once upon a time,
there was
a little girl.
A happy girl.
Once upon a time,
there was
a loving
family.
A loving
friend.
Once upon a time,
there was
color.
Bright,
beautiful
colors.
Once upon a time,
there was
a little girl
surrounded
by caring,
loving,
accepting
people.
A happy girl
who appreciated
the blue of the sky,
the pure white of the clouds,
and
the lively green of the grass.
That time was up.
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Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoesiaLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
