Where rainbows go to sleep,
Where you needn't count your sheep.
Is there truly such a place,
Is there actual peace to embrace..?
Where their colors paint the dark,
Where only sorrow could remark.
Is there truly such a thing,
Is there a song you'd love to sing..?
Where rainbows go to sleep,
Is where you've sewn all that you reap.
A contest entry
- Where rainbows go to sleep... by little-hug.
750 points, ended November 20, 24 entries
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