- no more childish dreams
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cain69 wrote in
badpoetry
- December 2nd, 0:24
On my back in the snow staring up at the winter rainbows
making angels with youthful glow the only life a child knows
innocent as the day grows evil as the dawn glows
growing pains get worse as the time goes
where are the rainbows purple and blue red and green
everything black and white except for the yellow snow.