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Jul 2013
I'm afraid of The No Answer
Of feeling invisible
melting into the crowd-
made of nothing at all.
Of being just a switch
People can turn when they look at you.

Still, you can't glow without them-
as you are what they say
                                     think
                                      feel
        ­                              want
Predetermined by their lips and their eyes-
A colorful - but at the same time colorless:
Chameleon.
Written by
Ink Princess
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