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color isn't just the sky, i know that. the rain, the snow, and all the blues along with the different hues that make me (and you) color isn't just all niceness, although there's many a nice (and a vice) that throws its body behind its color, like (for instance) the deep dark red of lust, or blood color isn't just a thing that's there and with its cosmic strength and chroma-power, just sits upon your face as if saying "i'm not actually here." but, then what? was it before (i won't lie) my friends said that among the many guys i've liked? you are? a bit, uh, kind of different? different kind of...? it was a bit awkward, they said you need your own spectrum? what? they said, they said, they said... you're brown. and hah... of course you're brown, of course-- you're not just brown, you're very brown and definitely positively brown and yes, you're one of them, and of course! that matters, yes, it matters that you're one of them. (brown) (brown?) (brown.) and of course i'm not brown, i'm just very not brown, i'm very unlike you and very yellow, definitely positively yellow and you know what? of course that matters. that i'm not one of you and rather, one of them. it's almost funny? how the sky has always been very blue, the clouds have always been definitely white, the grass has always been positively green and yet you? and you? you've definitely, positively always been... no, you haven't. always been brown. but they said (i won't lie) to open my eyes, and so you know what? i did.
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May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 2:53 AM UTC
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color isn't just the sky, i know that. the rain, the snow, and all the blues along with the different hues that make me (and you) color isn't just all niceness, although there's many a nice (and a vice) that throws its body behind its color, like (for instance) the deep dark red of lust, or blood color isn't just a thing that's there and with its cosmic strength and chroma-power, just sits upon your face as if saying "i'm not actually here." but, then what? was it before (i won't lie) my friends said that among the many guys i've liked? you are? a bit, uh, kind of different? different kind of...? it was a bit awkward, they said you need your own spectrum? what? they said, they said, they said... you're brown. and hah... of course you're brown, of course-- you're not just brown, you're very brown and definitely positively brown and yes, you're one of them, and of course! that matters, yes, it matters that you're one of them. (brown) (brown?) (brown.) and of course i'm not brown, i'm just very not brown, i'm very unlike you and very yellow, definitely positively yellow and you know what? of course that matters. that i'm not one of you and rather, one of them. it's almost funny? how the sky has always been very blue, the clouds have always been definitely white, the grass has always been positively green and yet you? and you? you've definitely, positively always been... no, you haven't. always been brown. but they said (i won't lie) to open my eyes, and so you know what? i did.
what is color to you? to me, color is awkward feelings and beautiful nature. but more awkward feelings.
sheepskyny
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May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 2:53 AM UTC
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