Alright everybody. This is from the seemingly dead author, girl-over-bored. I want to apologize for my dead-ness. I haven't been able to update because of a major cancer scare. I would love to continue my fics Depth and Dangerous Memories, but I'd like to know which, if any, you would like to see updated first. So that this doesn't get deleted, here's a poem that can be from any of the blader's perspective, depending on your thoughts.
Thank you, and once again I truly apologize.
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Sometimes,
I lay awake and wonder
What
could have been?
It
was full of fun and joy,
But
life now is a shattered rainbow.
Red
for ruddy hair, rosy lips
Cherry
Life-Savers and pomegranate pips.
Old
ruby crayons that fell in the mud
And,
of course, crimson blood.
Orange
for ginger cats and a fruit peel
A
carrot-colored sticker stuck on a bike wheel.
An
auburn teddy-bear to me you gave
And
pale little flowers in a grave.
Yellow
for a golden coin, a brilliant sun
A
gold-plated flute that was very fun.
A
bright color you used to paint your feet
And
the music of a requiem on a faded sheet.
Green
for a grassy clover and emerald ring
A
mold-colored sweater you called 'The Thing.'
A
sea-weed hued frog that likes to leap
And
the dark grass growing above where you forever sleep.
Blue
for the clear sea and azure dawn
Blueberry
Kool-Aid on the lawn.
A
cerulean fish named 'Timothy'
And
icy eyes that will nevermore see.
Indigo
for hair ribbons and braces on a cheeky face
A
little bluebird that fluttered with grace.
The
hair on your little doll Tess
And
the delicate lace on an old funeral dress.
Violet
for purple mascara, and a mauve blouse
A
pesky neighbor you called a 'louse.'
A
lilac drawing of a fay
And
the hue of the sky on a burial day.
And
so at night I've wondered
I've
pondered it very long,
Though
it may be broken,
At
least a shattered rainbow still has color
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GOB: I truly do apologize for not updating, but I will continue if even one person would like me too.