Bleeding Colors
I paint my face red embarrassed by the hate in me. Wear hazel eyes to color my envy. Slip a yellow shirt to cover the heart that runs from me. Live in twelve bars, to set my blues free. Bathe in white light, a liars practiced artistry. Pretending, in and out, that black is not all I see.
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