B-lack
Blue— the eyes,
Bright— the heart.
Blonde— the hair,
Bittersweet start.
Blush— the cheeks,
Baby pink— the lips,
Brilliantly smart.
Bronze— the skin,
Burgundy— the nails,
Beauty in her art.
Blue— the bruises,
Black— the heart,
Because she fell apart.
Brown— the hair,
Beige— the skin,
Begging for a restart.
Black— the soul,
Black— the world,
Black—her color chart.
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The story of a painter who was once happy then got abused and wanted a fresh start, but never fully moved on from the past.
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Alphabetical Disorder
PoetryWithin every letter, there are words of prose and poetry. Who knew the ABC's can be dysfunctional, too?
