Anger isn't the colour red.
Nor misery, be blue.
For colours don't define emotions.
...we do.
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Poetry"...The words trapped inside my brain... Found its wings and flew away. Though the tears roll down my face. I'm still the girl who laughed that day..." -All poems written by yours truly. _____________4 Lines, Bigger meaning______
Colours
Anger isn't the colour red.
Nor misery, be blue.
For colours don't define emotions.
...we do.
