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The purple boy is at the end,

His violet shade is the last to be seen,

It is nature's way.

 

It may not be wanted,

It may not be desired,

It may be the most hated thing in existence,

But it is fact.

 

No matter how hard he tried to be seen,

He will always be last noticed,

He will always be last wanted,

Even if you notice him,

You easily lose interest,

For he is of no use.

 

He sings beautiful songs,

But they fall on deaf ears.

 

He writes beautiful words,

But they fall on blind eyes.

 

He is a beautiful shade of violet,

But he is always last.

 

He may shed his purple cloak, and join the rest,

He might be accepted,

He might be wanted,

But he would be dead,

 

So for all time he walks the ground,

Always seen last,

And always his beautiful color.

 

 

The purple boy is at the end,

His violet shade is the last to be seen,

It is nature's way.

Guest Moon_Panda
Posted

this describes me perfectly.

  • 2 weeks later...

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