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she was a brown-skinned girl, who was trapped in this world struggiling with idenity, she couldn't find any serenity, she no longer had dignity, she was too white to be black, as people told her and laughed, she was too black to be white, this was now turning into a fight/ between her and idenity, she needed to find serenity so finally in may, she woke up one day and decided to be g r e y. G r e y [gray] of a color intermediate between black and white, as of ashes or an overcast sky. but little did she know that her skin colour didn't define her for it was the art in her heart that did.
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
g r e y
she was a brown-skinned girl, who was trapped in this world struggiling with idenity, she couldn't find any serenity, she no longer had dignity, she was too white to be black, as people told her and laughed, she was too black to be white, this was now turning into a fight/ between her and idenity, she needed to find serenity so finally in may, she woke up one day and decided to be g r e y. G r e y [gray] of a color intermediate between black and white, as of ashes or an overcast sky. but little did she know that her skin colour didn't define her for it was the art in her heart that did.
this is about a girl struggling with race and idenity, not realising that the colour of your skin doesnt define you. Youre perfect just the way you are. <3
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
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