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Color of Rain

Under the fall of steady rain
The black and white roses grow.
The thorns cause so much pain.
But I’ll never let it show.
There’s no color in this place.
I only see shades of grey.
This is the eternal chase;
That everything will be Technicolor one day.

Author notes

I wrote this as a freewrite awhile back. After getting feedback on it, I was told it was good enough to stand on it's own as a poem.

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  • shadows hunter
    February 28, 2008
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    nice, a turly beautiful pice. I love it


  • Schizein
    February 22, 2008
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    Great!

    I really enjoyed this beautiful piece of poetic genious. Keep up the good work^^