That fucking rainbow

If only you had lied
Been an infidel 
Overwhelm with rosy words
Hand picked deceitfully
Say those three words
Like you say good bye 
And thank yous
Some words don’t cost penny
Please the deity in you and him
And slave your life away
In never land 
where you never grow
Tinker bell
Or live your life 
Running in a meadow 
with the child 
In you and beside you 
Discovering inventing thinking
Prying crying shouting
At the sun the moon the stars
Because then you might just 
Glimpse that fucking rainbow
Which you never saw 

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