Pallete
Why did I bother
Getting out of bed today?
I could still be there
Lost in a never-
Ending dream, colours, light, air
Mixed like an artist's
Pallete, often blurred,
Often unclear, but always
Bright, lively, hopeful.
Labels: My Poem
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Why did I bother
Labels: My Poem
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