
I am the essence of passion and aggression, proven by the shedding of my blood, sweat, and tears.
Round and juicy throughout my innermost layers, carefully developed over the years.
I stand far from fearful, pressing on--while remaining suspiciously alert.
Allowing my harmless raw procession of progression to continue regardless, and flourish.
The sad, indecent spirit that I once had ceases to exist.
The deepest, bluest thoughts of bad that I once had no longer persist.
I have come into view on the opposite end of the spectrum; a startlingly beautiful shade of me.
I am rainbow.
I am Roy G. Biv.



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