before you i’ve always been fine with
my dark charcoal canvas
blank and content with being blank
but all of a sudden i feel empty
paint me
with your purple attitude
grey aesthetic
red passions
and green eyes
show me how great it is to be golden
even when the indigo skies want you to be blue with them
surround me with your violet rays
and hold me in an orange embrace
for as long as the luminous white stars allow you to

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