Dark Rainbow
A dark rainbow rules my life.
When will it ever be sunny and bright?
There is no cool breeze on this hot day.
The dark rainbow comes out to play.
Where is the ruler of peace and love?
Who is hiding the colorful rainbow of above?
The ruler of the dark rainbow is myself, you see.
The only one to take that away, is me.
Copyright © Mary Wilson | Year Posted 2021
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