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Nov 2017
The bright and neon are my outside. The shirts and jackets are a disguise. I wear hot pink and colors of light, to hide my new world of black and white. I spend so much money and so much time. To craft this world I thought was mine. My friends are great. I love them so. But very soon I'll have to go. My woman is perfect, in every witch way. But unfourtunetly I can not stay. I must go now, to this black and white. And begin my life's first ever fight. A fight against body, I'll fight my own mind. Hoping to find those that are truly kind. Hoping that my color can one day restore. My hot pink can flourish. With the blues and yellows. So I can greet my family and friends with hello's. So that this black and white can melt away. And my color will finally be here to stay.
Written by
Rosaly Kimble
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