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these girls fan over my melanin as if it were designer that they can try on and wear until they’re bored. snatch the skin off this mannequin, claw until they see fresh wounds, and wrap it around themselves.
The trees in New York are so much wavier.There are different layers of opposites.Cattails in front of my nose, that house on the hill is staring into my eyes.I’m beginning to trust my gut more lately and I’ve been lucky not to blend into a peach f
Have you ever stared into another's eyes? It's mesmerising, almost intoxicating. The colours can be so vivid. From the brightest greens of ferns and leaves. To the deepest blues of a lake or the sea.
I feel like an artist,  Desperately trying to blend, My darkened soul,  Into the rainbow that was once,  My mind. 
you were a rainbow so i too became one to please you yet you cut me so deeply i burst into a multitude of colour yet to you all i'll ever be is black and white
They took our pastures of greener grass in exchange for bibles Evictng us from our homes Leaving us to wander Pass our seas and into boats that can barely manage the breeze
The colour of her dress as I dipped her on the dance floor that night The colour of the sky as we strolled around town, aimlessly The colour of the water as we splashed in the sea
"It's a disguisting color!" Well, mam, I beg your pardon.  But that color I just mentioned- Happens to be my favorite.    "It keeps you awake." Can't deny that one, But that's the fun,
 the heart of the forest  darkness clothing bark  shadows hugging contours   of tallest trees       spruce and pine bark boughs drifting down   sweeping needles  
A stone so blueA Sapphire or soA doubt a soFor she, lovedThe colour of lavenderYet as oneWas she, also to be
"So what are you?" A question too familiar Years ago my mind would halt, frozen My heart would pound. "I do not know" I did not want to know.   "Are you Asian?" Your ignorance now shows
I guess I should just tear you off Because you seem to want to define me I guess because I resemble a Hershey's kiss I'm just as smart as one but half as sweet Because I look like I'm from African
My heart bleeds onto the glaring whiteness of this canvas.   Oh how should I state the story of my soul?   Staining the white canvas with colour.   Red.
We are stuck in a world of prejudice, Where the colour of our skin does not go unnoticed To say I am a citizen of the world is wrong, Because I must find a way to belong By colour, race and religion
Black is thick eyeliner,
Crisp,clear,oceans deep. Stir within me feelings. Open my soul,bare myself to you,make feelings brand new. Sapphiresin the night sky.
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