1 wound

his hands were
blue
his eyes
black
his lips were
white
and his cheeks
red
but all people saw
was a
rainbow

s h o r t p o e m s - a k a :: results of too often exaggerated yet too real emotions

number twenty-eight in poetry on april seventeenth (just how??)

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w a r n i n g : some poems deal with sensitive topics

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