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I feel better I feel like an altered dress Fixed so that I can fit onto this life But this life has nothing left Nothing is right No pink in my cheeks Or green in my eyes Water color paint brushes Slowly filling with more plain I try to paint a picture Its hard without color I try but eventually I give up When you bleed clear When your world turns black and white Its hard to get life back to the way it was. I guess I'm just colorblind now Careful you could become colorblind too.
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 3:49 AM UTC
colorblind
I feel better I feel like an altered dress Fixed so that I can fit onto this life But this life has nothing left Nothing is right No pink in my cheeks Or green in my eyes Water color paint brushes Slowly filling with more plain I try to paint a picture Its hard without color I try but eventually I give up When you bleed clear When your world turns black and white Its hard to get life back to the way it was. I guess I'm just colorblind now Careful you could become colorblind too.
I know this is choppy.
quiet-pointe
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 3:49 AM UTC
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