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Aug 2017
I finally turned red with rage,
green with envy,
and blue with depression.
For,
why can't I just turn happy?
Simply fill me with the purple smile of a dancing clown.
Let me not frown,
I just want to smile.
Can you make me look happy?
color me a new shade of pink,
rosy cheeks that will never be mine.
Only the hollow empty black pits disguising themselves as big, brown, wide, eyes.
moziq
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moziq  17/F/south jersey
(17/F/south jersey)   
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