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We all have a universe of colors inside of us too bad we never paint with the primary ones a dash of her a swirl of him mix it up splatter your face and then tell me when you are ready to show the world these colors-- the ones you call your "own" because it's safer that way It's safer to sway in the shade of another creature's color and call it your own, because at least you won't be alone We're all just cool, sad, fine, tired hungry, ***** happy, and uninspired-- we've all seen the rainbow but where are the colors in between? what about jubilant, irate, ecstatic effervescent, elated, broken, sporadic where is indigo, chartreuse, pavo, teal, aquamarine tangerine or colors thought unreal? our own primary colors are not just red-yellow-blue the people that surround us are not just her-him-me-you primary colors are those that cannot be made from mixture paint with your colors, the ones the world has never seen after all, no one holds a paintbrush like you do.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
Primary Painting
We all have a universe of colors inside of us too bad we never paint with the primary ones a dash of her a swirl of him mix it up splatter your face and then tell me when you are ready to show the world these colors-- the ones you call your "own" because it's safer that way It's safer to sway in the shade of another creature's color and call it your own, because at least you won't be alone We're all just cool, sad, fine, tired hungry, ***** happy, and uninspired-- we've all seen the rainbow but where are the colors in between? what about jubilant, irate, ecstatic effervescent, elated, broken, sporadic where is indigo, chartreuse, pavo, teal, aquamarine tangerine or colors thought unreal? our own primary colors are not just red-yellow-blue the people that surround us are not just her-him-me-you primary colors are those that cannot be made from mixture paint with your colors, the ones the world has never seen after all, no one holds a paintbrush like you do.
natalie-walker
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
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