

I Am...I am The deep painted canvas, Overflowing at the edges And splattered with blue, red, and yellow (but not necessarily in that order). Who I am is hidden within the shades, Blurred within the hues. Where the blue meets the red But refuses to turn purple, Is where my heart lies. Where the colors overlap and mix, You can find my eyes. Where the color wheel ends, Therein lies a part of me. I am the lines drawn beneath the paint. The ones the artist so meticulously planned But it didnt really turn out that wayI Am...
I am Hoping we're
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