Red is Red
Green is Red for me
I see colors
I am color blind
I know Red
I know what I was told is Red
I know I like Red
I know I like Green what you call Red
Green is Not Red
If Green is Red, or Red looks Green, I like Red
Colors matter
Colors aren't everything
Colors make something
Colors are deceptive, more shades
Colors paint a picture
Colors distract
I can see colors, they make me feel
I can see, I have other senses
I know colors
You don't know colors like me
Colors are what we see
Colors can't be seen
Colors were named
Colors are a name
Love is Blind
Love will make you see in deeper colors
Sent from my Galaxy
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I suddenly just saw a bunch of watermelon flavored candy arguing.
Whoaaaa, this was so deep and thought provoking! Loved your poem!