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I am gray.
For I am not innocent enough to be white
Nor am I angry enough for the color red.
I'm not so bad to be the color black.
And I'm not sad enough to join the ranks in blue.
I am gray.
My exact shade or hue depending on the day.
When did you meat me?
Was it a loving off white day?
Showing my mothers emotion and sensitivity?
Or maybe a day resembling black.
When I show my fathers great gift to me,
My depressive temper.
I am gray.
Not the prettiest of colors.
But it's who I am.
So let me ask,
What color are you?
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SO MANY COLORS
So many colors. So different to view
And yet if blended they are like me and you.
These colors. Attached to a
Is color really the matter
Does love have any type of color
How can you just look at our color
And decide that we do not deserve
"Black"
Black is secret hidden things
That disappear at night.
"Black, that's a good color," he said,
Standing in my shadow.
"It's
by Patrick Weir
I am gray.
For I am not innocent enough to be white
Nor am I angry enough for the color red.
I'm not so bad to be the color
Red.
Angry, passionate, sexy.
The feel of satin against skin.
Pink.
Sweet, delicate, young.
The smell of newly washed sheets.
Yellow.
Brill iant,
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