A name is a name, who holds it does not matter Thirty and two years and now I am My own name, my own personality .. affixed
There is no one of who I am I am..black and white No in between _ sad and happy Oblique and who I am, what I am
Paint me a Picasso, for who you THINK I am Still you will not know this silent and afraid child, who yearns To kiss life Once To have you once __ just once in her life.
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Black n White
A name is a name, who holds it does not matter
Thirty and two years and now I am
My own name, my own personality .. affixed
There is no one of who I am
I am..black and white
No in between _ sad and happy
Oblique and who I am, what I am
Paint me a Picasso,
for who you THINK I am
Still you will not know
this silent and afraid child,
who yearns
To kiss life
Once
To have you once
__ just once in her life.
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