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crayon

Though my color may very
from time to time.
From the oceans deep to
the star lit sky.
From the fall blown leaves
to the apples that fall.

From the dirt of the earth
to the blood in my heart.
From the grass that sooths
to the sands of the desert.

You ask what color i am
well you say to me.
I am a crayon of many colors.

Author notes

ShadowHex
i used 2 love puzzles.
only in our dreams do we really come close 2 dying.
as for being on the otherside of the waterfall i think we all have been thereonce or twice.

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  • Writing0Freedom
    August 14
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    You didn't answer all of your prompt questions.

  • You didn't answer all of your prompt questions and you didn't put them in AN, message me when you've done so

  • Good! The vary you want to use in the first line has an 'a', not a 'e'. Though... what? Add a hyphen between 'star' and 'lit' and between 'fall' and 'blown.' Maybe change 'apples that fall' to 'fallen apples.' Soothes has an 'e'. To the what sands of the desert? (typo) The last stanza has a lot of letters missing (more typos! lol). Other than all of that, good job!