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starbound She sees life through a purple lens
In jumps and starts, but never ends.
Reflects upon the day that's gone
How deeds were right but thoughts were wrong.

She talks aloud in purple prose
Of things that everybody knows.
But secret words more softly said
Will tell the truth inside her head.

She sees life through a purple gauze
Pursuit of it her favourite cause.
Things seldom work out quite as planned
The long nights counting grains of sand.

She dreams upon a purple bed
While thrown about inside her head.
The pictures stay within her mind
An answer for the day to find.

She sees life through a purple haze
The dreaming that goes on for days.
A voice that whispers "It's not right"
The hours praying for the light.

She paints life in a purple hue
It seems the only thing to do.
Yet if the colour fades or dies
She'll never show it in her eyes.
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Frizzie I one time saw a cow wear purple. No that was a pig. Ha stupid me

My head hurts
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fallen purple was his favorite colour... i watched him die....slowly ...painfully .. i watched him die .....as the years of suffering passed ....all i could do was watch....and in the very end....in the very end ...when he needed my strength..... i could not physically be there for him...something in me would not let me go....oh my spirit was there ....my thoughts were there....i was sending him all i could....i just couldn't bare to see him in that condition....i feel as if i have let him down ....purple was his favorite colour...my Poppy....the only father i have ever known....we had such a mystical bond...he used to call it puh-nurple....it was much more fun to say it that way ...... 010304
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brown cardigan boy gay pride 010305
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nocturnal the good ol' days of K&B. Rite Aid sucks. 010307
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Fido Once there was Earl
He didn't like girls
Then one day in college
While sucking up knowledge
His purple flag unfurled!
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uow purple tatoes
purple beans
purple matoes
purple haze
purple flowers

purple purple purple
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epitome of incomprehensibility Some dark purple dye landed on my toenail yesterday. It washes off skin pretty quickly, but it sticks to nails.

This isn't my first experience with purple toes: a couple of years ago I bruised one of my big toes and blood under the nail dyed it a mosaic of reddish-purple. I became frightened when I first saw the result, thinking the blood drying under the nail would make it infected, but it was just nature turning injury into art.

Is that where nail polish comes from? All hail opaloid bruises (that's not a word? pfff, it is now). It's almost the end of summer, but I could tolerate nail polish on my toes. I don't like it on my fingers because they're too close to my nose and I can't stand the smell of up-close nail polish.
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e_o_i No, I don't want toenail polish. Of all the ridiculous things. Maybe I'm just thinking that because I'm sipping sherry, of all things. It tastes purple, not bitter asparagus-purple, but overripe raisin purple. 150905
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