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Jan 2013
Can you tell me what are colors

When all is dark as far as I can see?

Can you describe to me what are feelings

When every day and minute

Pass as cullers of my emotions

Leaving only their mark

All the shades of confusion

Amidst the searing pain?

Just because you can’t see scars

Doesn’t mean

I’m not all cut up inside,

Tearing at my insides

To get out of myself

Because the world

Is not just black and white

But all kinds of hues

Of malign and sinister,

Jumbling my thoughts

About what is or isn’t,

Blurring fact and fiction

In everything I learn,

And if I can’t find clarity

In the HD of reality,

And you can’t ever

For me construe or define

All that lacks definition and meaning,

This flowering happyguuurl

Will never fully unfurl…

APAD13 005 - © okpoet
Happy girl misspelling is intentional as this poem was follower requested and dedicated, and that is their user name.
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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