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They taught me I was broken, flawed,
And so I lived my life a fraud.
I hid the truth so deep inside,
Even from myself I’d hide.
You came and broke my chains, got rid of the facade.
I dreamed of being strange and weird,
And yet I constantly appeared
So ordinary, normal, drab.
My friends were cool and different, fab;
Devoid of colour, I was grey and dull and drear.
The door began to swing ajar,
And deep inside a rainbow star
Expelled the shadows, dim and grey,
Welcomed in the light so gay,
Revealed the colours in my soul so bright and clear.
Wonderful example of Florette #2!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. Today, I decided I wanted to get back into writing Haiku and Senryu. I also thought I might want to learn how to write poetry. So, I did some web searches and that is how I found your blog.
ReplyDeleteMissing you at OctPoWriMo this year.
ReplyDeleteMe, too, BigE. If you come
ReplyDeletewith me to my wurlds in
space on my star cruiser,
we can certainly write 999
zillions of ‘em, girl gorgeous.
Miss Wonderful Wildflower!
How wouldya like to write a
millitrillion X googolquinplex
@my Big Ol Majestic Mansions
Upstairs? nevr-endn-amenities?
‘outta-dis-world’ chocolate for
eternity and gobbsa playtime??
Love’s extremely crucial to me;
love is crucial to 007th Heaven:
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Cya soon, ya gorgeous girly girl...