we didn't have a lot of money
but i had a room fit for any human
to live in. (no, royals ain't entitled
to more than us.) it was #cfbff7,
and i absolutely adored it. while
other kids had their room done up in
swanky #f0c2ea and #bdf2f6 i had the
best of all worlds.it was no wonder that #e4c9d9 grew
to be my favorite shade. freedom
was #e8cff0, joy #d0bdeb, anger
#bbedc, and everything was beautiful.
when everyone fought over #fbd1d2
and #b9d9ff in art, (#fbd1d2 for girls and #b9d9ff for boys), i'd pick #e3daf4
because i knew no labels. girls
can get down and dirty. boy can
play with dolls. we can be ourselves.i dreamt in #dec9e9, wild fantasies
that saw me waltz across ballrooms
and fight dragons. mother was right,
#eecfe9's the limit. there's no need
to be restricted if you refuse to be,
because you're you. you chew your
fingernails? okay. you don't dig
all this calculus and lenz's law?
sure. go on, don't be a puppet of the
system. be yourself. i'm #e5e2fc.what are you?
a/n: color series #3; more pretentious ways of continuing the colors series? shade references in mm.
update: today is RUOKday, so you know the drill-grab a friend to talk to r write down your problems if you aren't fine. and old venus is always here to talk :^)
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Poetryburn my paper soul with the fire of your love | POE 56 | cover cr @softaen