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Color me what you Want!

Darkened, a part of me

listen's calm to a

melody coming from the

depth of me.

A solitude moment, a

memory passing by

like a dove in flight.

Waves flow from oceans

deep over feet worn

sore from walking paths

of confusion, lacking

knowledge, understanding

of life that blisters

through the soul of

man.

Eyes of trust stare in despair

through minds, drawn

by darkness closing doors

of what was once a reality.

Weakness crashes like welded

steel, melting hearts distorted

with torment and uncertainty.

Color me what you must, am

standing here like a newborn

babe, free at last.

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