A Pink Taxi

Broken Crayons"Your friendsBroken Crayons
are like a
box of crayons
with all the soothing
colours missing
and half the other
crayons broken or worn down to
nothing."
"But you,
you're not like that."
He smiles. "New box of crayons
for you.
Or maybe
some felt tip markers
in an assortment of
cheery colours
and still in their
little plastic wrapped box."
"Crayons hurt. Crayons scribble
on each other and they don't play nice. I want to throw
all of my crayons out of the window."  
k*
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I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape.
In fact it doesn't mean that much, ok a bit more than that. Yeah. Umm, thanks...
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"What we do in life, Echoes in eternity"
~kahvahn
And God said let there be °jark and it was good for a time. And there was much rejoicing. Then Lucifer created the ninja, and there was no rejoicing. 2 devART 12:3
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Yes, I'm looking for a Seemore, a Seemore Butts.
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"What we do in life, Echoes in eternity"
~kahvahn
And God said let there be °jark and it was good for a time. And there was much rejoicing. Then Lucifer created the ninja, and there was no rejoicing. 2 devART 12:3
Support Jark
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Yes, I'm looking for a Seemore, a Seemore Butts.
love ya lots!
katlyn*
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Even when I'm mad, I always laugh when I think of you...
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Yes, I'm looking for a Seemore, a Seemore Butts.
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