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Sep 2015
Pink— a hue that I have never used to color my walls
as I have always been surrounded by quiet and echoing halls
Tougher than the words that came from their mouths
left me alone with nothing but countless doubts

Years were spent to build the cover
only for you to break it after the summer was over
You looked deep into my eyes for a moment
and made me feel that these scars are not permanent

The universe is not in the pursuit to smother me
but many times, I have seen the twisted side of reality
Day by day, I saw a man inside of me
however, that is not how I'm supposed to be

Unfold the mysteries that I have been trying to hide from myself
Show me the real me, maybe I really need this kind of help
Embrace me until I form into a butterfly that I should have been before
Dream with me and make me realize that pink is a beautiful color
Nyl
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Nyl
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