If Randy were a color
RED is what what he'd be
Like the color of his flesh
When he makes himself bleed
Maybe he'd be YELLOW
Because Randy's as bright as the sun
Happy memories of him come
When we were shiny and young
Randy's sometimes GREEN
He matches his own eyes
They show his every emotion
And hide his every lie
Randy shows many colors
But only BLUE I see
The color of life without him
The color that matches me
-K.S.
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BROKEN- MY POETRY COLLECTION
PoetryThis is a collection of some of the poems I've written over the years, even as far back as 20+ years. So they're is plenty of teen angst, stepping into the world, death, love, and heartbreak. I hope you enjoy! PRETTY, PRETTY PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT...
