It's okay to feel a little sad sometimes; you don't owe the world anything.

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1. the morning skies are a mixture of shades you can't find a name for

even though you swear you can tell between iris and mauve.

2. you painted your room a burnt orange

dyed your heart a lemon yellow

drenched your insides in azure

3. because your world was not bright enough

but scarlet red still seeped from your pores

a shade you could never quite contain

too bold for the candescent paradise

you carefully constructed inside your veins

4. now your fingers are shaking

and you're unable to stop the bleeding

put a pause to the scarlet staining your luminous walls

5. you frantically layer a lemon chiffon over what you can only call a catastrophe

little could you see how well it blended with your salmon cheeks

6. oh, how your lemon yellow heart is starting to chip

your azure lungs are wearing out

but you've already drenched the world in all your colors

7. layer upon layer of pretense has faded

left you exposed and raw;

your pores are spilling secrets

the world is yet to hear

8. now you don't belong in your own candescent paradise

and the candescent people you've created are recoiling in fear

9. and so you end up staining the world in your brash red

but only then did you see how well it blended with their sapphire hearts

10. only then did you see how well indigo fit into your spectrum

only then did you realize that no paint would ever recreate the spectrum that you are

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Merry Christmas, everyone! How're you guys spending your day? Hope everyone's having a lovely day with their families and friends

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