Life
is orange it is simple and bright
Until
you get in your first fight.
Then
life is red you can see it in your face
And
it is turning purple at a steady pace.
Now
life is blue and you don’t know why
You
have the sudden urge to break down and cry.
In
a minute or so life is a yellowish green
That
boy was so harsh he hit your spleen!
You
lay on the floor and your life is now white
This is the outcome of
your first fight
-Madison Boettcher
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