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Still life
Life is like a painting
With many colors colliding and smearing
Like the yellow of my hair
Or the blue of my eyes
And how they clash so brilliant with the red on my wrists
Or the little dashes of pale purple and red
All over my body
For this skin is just a canvas
And I've yet to uncover
Such a multitude of colors
With many colors colliding and smearing
Like the yellow of my hair
Or the blue of my eyes
And how they clash so brilliant with the red on my wrists
Or the little dashes of pale purple and red
All over my body
For this skin is just a canvas
And I've yet to uncover
Such a multitude of colors
Published 8th Sep 2012
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