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  • Jan 19
  • 1 min read

My friends don’t know what my favorite color is

some would say red cause that's all I see through sometimes

some would say blue because I live in a constant state of melancholy

some would say purple because I changed my hair so that you wouldn't recognize me

because they're too busy looking at me like a patient they need to tie back up from you

They don’t really want me around

I’m just a girl in a box they watch paint portraits they tear apart

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