Colors

Can you see through what I
try so hard to cover up

Do my colors hide my original shade

Not so much shade just blank my slate was clean

So pure at once to be so tainted with blues

Red yellows oranges and greens all of these to prevent you from seeing

Who I am but Who am I because it's so obvious I don't know that being said add more color to my canvas with another brush stroke

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