i liked the colors; the blues and deep purples, reds and small dark spots, the yellows and greens
junior year my fists clenched more often then not and i spent most of my lunch time accompanying the empty bleachers
senior year i said goodbye to the bleachers and found comfort in my bruises and filled notebooks with words
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a class room of kids and 1 teacher with enough bruises to paint a city
the blues and deep purples, reds and small dark spots, the yellows and greens and black if it was really bad
a handful of fists and a corner of misfits
i prefer to write in pen but you write in pencil and that is OK
bruises accompanied the podium more often than not
the blues and deep purples, reds and small dark spots, the yellows and greens and black if it was really bad
thank you for sharing your colors
