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Jul 2014
how does he not see what i see?
he doesn't see the way the moons face lights up
he doesn't see the life glowing from the daisies
he doesn't see the portrait of the galaxy
through the stars
he doesn't feel the sunshine, like i do.
he doesn't see the world the way i do.

he only sees a flower
and a big circle in the sky
he only sees holes of light in through the night
he only feels the heat of the day hit his black shirt
he will never understand
because of his closed mind

how do you show one
all the beautiful colors of the world
if they are colorblind?
if you don't look a little further into things, you're basically living the generic version of life.
live in color. open your mind.
Kissed By Depression
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Kissed By Depression  19/F/Indiana
(19/F/Indiana)   
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   Liz Arnold and ---
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