True Colors

A person’s honest hue only appear on the most dire situations,

such genuine pigment are the brightest in tribulations.

In such a trial, their tone will either compliment or contrast with you

and in that moment, they will cast 

their candid shade across their mortal canvas,

it is a truthful craft.

Just mind what colors you keep on your pallet 

and be aware of when you see their colors paint their self-portrait upon the scene they portray 

because they are always true in what their art convey.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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