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this summer she wears her pink kimono and she will walk under the pink blossoms of the pink sakura she will carry a pink umbrella and she will cross the pink bridge of kokoma pink leaves on her feet pink fingernails on her pink wooden shoes in honor of her love that never bloomed to complete red she will sit on a pink bench praying for pink clouds to drift on the pink skies. RIC S. BASTASA

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The pink coat She put on when it was cold The pink coat That was hung up when she was home The pink coat That kept her warm The pink coat That witnessed her first cut The pink coat She wore when she was crying The pink coat That knew her plans The pink coat That saw what happened The pink coat She had on when she walked in front of that truck The pink coat That witnessed it all The pink coat Had no one to keep warm, now The pink coat That wanted to tell everyone the truth about her Just; The pink coat Alyssa Ray

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The pink coat
She put on when it was cold
The pink coat
That was hung up when she was home
The pink coat
That kept her warm
The pink coat
That witnessed her first cut
The pink coat
She wore when she was crying
The pink coat
That knew her plans
The pink coat
That saw what happened
The pink coat
She had on when she walked in front of that truck
The pink coat
That witnessed it all
The pink coat
Had no one to keep warm, now
The pink coat
That wanted to tell everyone the truth about her
Just;
The pink coat

Alyssa Ray 

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The Pink butterfly looking like pink shirts,  My pink thoughts looking like mom's skirt My inner soul has a pink ink love is pink from the cry of a baby in the sink pink is nice I love it to savory perfection Pink is a man's color I make it my selection Pink is the star that is iridescent its a half moon called a crescent -Pink- Christian Alexander Williams

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I remember drinking
pink champagne

from your pink
high heel shoes

I remember making love
with you wearing only your pink
high heel shoes

I remember
how your pink high heel shoes

became candleholders
ashtrays
(where you stashed your hash)

deadly weapons
in a row

& you ask me
do I remember

your pink high heel shoes?

Do I?
I do!

Dónall Dempsey 

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I am oaring now

In a pink river

In a pink canoe

With a pink feeling

On a pink Saturday!

Framarz Bagheri 

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Erasers so pink and perfect
removing all the mistakes and imperfections one has made
banishing anything less than perfect with firm yet soft strokes
leaving no trace of the previous misdoings
except small pink remnants

if only life had its own big pink erasers
taking away all mistakes and imperfections
making it seeming as though-
there was nothing less than perfect

erasers so pink and perfect
removing all the mistakes and imperfections one has made
banishing anything less than perfect
leaving no trace of the previous misdoings
expect small pink remnants

if only life had its own eraser
removing all the mistakes and imperfections one has made
if only life had its own
big
pink
erasers

Zooey Lichty 

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Pink petals passing
Scents above so high
Painted porcelain perfection
Blossoms caress the sky

Swaying silent shroud
Suitors strolling by
Pink petals passing
Lover's gentle sigh

Pastel hues falling
Slow fluttering grace
Pink petals passing
Lining streams in lace

Pink petals passing
Smoothest transit by
Soft essence floating
In most subtle lullaby

Inducing springtime slumber
Upon a satin shore
Sailing with the current
Pink petals pass before

Mary Fumento 

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Feather light wings that float softly through the air tickled by specks of dust.
Bright white light inflamed with pink and laced with gold.
Raising flowers, changing seasons,
singing in high pitched voices that only children can hear.
Little tiny people in little tiny clothes.
Pink, White and Baby Blue,
Only innocent eyes can see.

Pink nail varnish, Pink lipstick, Pink eye shadow, Pink blusher, Pink clothes that reveal too much Pink skin.
Standing on street corners innocent eyes forgotten.
Long ago were the days when fairies were believed in.
Lost memories and lost dreams,
innocence killed, for a life of nightmares and love ripped at the seams.

Laura Cummings 

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