Roses are red violets are blue
Or are they of a purple hue?
You are not me
But trying to convert she
Is your plan of action
Life's threatening reaction
Insue amongst the bravest
Havoc amongst the tamest
Set me free of these bonds
Reliving fears of suffering longs
You are not me
I am not you
I am the Red
And you are the Blue
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Alaizabel's Poetry
A young teenager residing in New York City will be writing poetry whenever she feel like it. If you wish to read proceed, if not turn back.
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