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Trust me: all mothers are incredibly special Wonderful, beautiful and phenomenal Without mothers, there will be no living
Lit by nature, a flame of beauty burning fiery in her eye.
December is the coolest month
                                                   Where are You? You must be at war
Disruption reigns in its place on high, disorderly king of confusion -- with crown of blue, green and purple hues; cloaked in red satin that stains our inner selves. Bow down at the feet of -Royalty-
The rainbow, When saw, You know, Rainbow flow.
El color es irrelevante A mí Es la belleza natural Que es absolutamente Deslumbrante e importante A mí
Color is irrelevant To me It is the natural beauty Which is absolutely Dazzling and important To me
Why limit oneself to a single colorWhen one can enjoy all the colors of the rainbow?Look up and gaze at the stars. The clouds are lowBut only two colors are breaking the door.
Natural prism in the atmospheregood fortune should come our wayjust follow the leprechaun to the endand find what they proclaim. 
Sometimes you just need to stand in the rain, Let the moon beams shine on your skin like starlight Feel the water drip down the brim of your nose onto your lips Breathe in the night air and petrichor
typewriters and rainbows and there isn’t any rain here now poetry and books and your hand finding mine on the drive home street light shooting stars
Dreaming under the rainbow Crash from the high There’s a tear upon your face But do you remember why you cried?   Dreaming under the rainbow Where are you? You promised that you’d stay with me,
Shall we continue searching for the end of the rainbow? Or appreciate the majesty of the colored lines The pot of gold might change your financial situation But don't we learn more through difficult and arduous time?
I just stood there Almost paralyzed by your beauty  Yet, Letting your hurtful words cut me so deep I started to bleed from my wrist My blood was as red as her matte lipstick 
How many nights will I spend here Alone With tears running down my cheeks Facing a darkness that surrounds the light in my heart Waiting to be free.   For how long will I continue to hide my emotions
Even though the sky weeps with us today, tomorrow shares the warmth of sunshine and friendship, healing our sorrows in the light of rainbows.
Looking at you Is looking at the wrong side of a rainbow Seeing your backwards colors from space Watching a world in awe of your wonder
I feel like an artist,  Desperately trying to blend, My darkened soul,  Into the rainbow that was once,  My mind. 
In a pocket of city commotion, A paradoxical chasm An alley people embrace Rather than avoid.   Willingly, I am submerged,
you were a rainbow so i too became one to please you yet you cut me so deeply i burst into a multitude of colour yet to you all i'll ever be is black and white
Our love is the colors of the rainbow; So bright and bold In the lull of the sky.   Our love is Orange: Warm and welcoming.
Red is fear, Flashing through your eyes as it grows near. Orange is enthusiasm, Delightfully returning the witts of sarcasm . Yellow is happiness,
Do you truly understand what it means to be locked away? You see all my life, I have been stuck without even realizing it
To you, the struggling rainbow after each dark storm. To you, my gorgeous warrior, my faithful sun. Do not stop fighting, but if you must, do not let yourself be silenced.
As the wind blows and The rain pounds on my window, You hold me tight and don't let go.  I fall asleep in your arms, Waiting for a rainbow  That I hope will come, The one that you promised was just
Dear Luck, You know I am always thinking— hoping— for you. Everyone is.
A yellow twinkle in your eyes, A smile in your beautiful, red heart. A bright future full of clear hope, A clear, blue sky to paint your talent. A lavender purple to show your grace,
if you were a colour what would you be? blue? yellow? maybe even green?   you might be more of a warm colour such as red, orange, or brown. maybe even a cool colour but dont be down  
The clouds start moving in, obscuring the midday sky. They layer upon one another, blocking out all available sunshine.   The wind picks up, rushing through the trees.
Red, as my family's faces, Orange, as a pumpkin pie in November, Yellow, as the plates that were on the table, Green, as the salad in Thanksgiving, Blue, as how I felt after telling them,
Twinkle, twinkle little Star How we wonder what you are... All of Rainbow's colors, stolen, by the Chameleon. Camoflauged shades and undertones
Asking when the right time is To move on forward, To leave behind things unbroken, People not forgotten, Actions never betraying a regretful tone, May not be so hard after all.
Red is for the blood of our brothers and sisters spilt Orange is for the heightened awareness of global warming Yellow is for the joy felt when our rights were awarded to us Green is for growth of knowledge society 
Red, the colour of your racing blood when you first meet her Orange, the colour of the risk you're taking to be with her Yellow, the colour of your joy when you're with her
The biggest moment of happiness they had in their life was when you were born with new hopes and enlightened their courtyard with smiles and immense pleasure you were the precious gift
Rainbows  have so many colors like all the people in the world  rainbows are  clean like soap which we appreciate    we should be like the rainbow because the rainbow is bright  the rainbow is  wide and diffrent 
The gun that was held in his hands killed many and wounded more.  His actions wounded those in the inclosed location as well as those across the nation.  I have never been so horrified of what lies behind someones closed eyes.
My heart bleeds pink for the sexuality that the news reporters shove back into the closet. My heart bleeds red for the lives lost. My heart bleeds orange for the hope that the families would heal.
Life without love is like the sun without the moon,  life without love is like a flower that'll never bloom.  Life without love is like a star that won't shine,  life without love is like a poem with no rhyme.
Even when it is rainy  or stormy  God says  "smile beautiful"  he says this  with a rainbow.   So many colors more than what you can see more that what
I always used to see rainbows as a kid-
The Color Rainbow-Stella D’Vine We are all humans. We are all colors. We all form part of the color rainbow. We should all be in different lines to form a rainbow instead of a mix in to create chaos.
If the whole world were to look up at the same cloud, what would they see? If I peered through stained glass, do I still see the same cloud? Do you see me as I see me? Meek.
A forgotten baby birdfeathers greyfeet unstable Stranded by the waterborn alonebarely breathing Eye of God watchingopen wingsorphaned young
Black curtains take center stage Throughout the midday sky Storm clouds take a bow Lightning flashes introduce my debut While thunder roars like a drum roll Making sure my presence will not be ignored
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