asheena
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life
I close my eyes in dance in the paint that colored my wall
Black
But Im light in thought...
To be received as a color is just a toleration to an excuse
Color doesn't define me
Color Just refines me
I'm free
I close my eyes in dance in the paint that colored my wall
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amin901 says: good poem beautiful lady |
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