Gray tormented me
Swirling in
My head until I turned blue in the face, Gasping
Gasping
Gasping for breath as the white stone cold crystals formed at the corners of my lips
I struggled!
I pulled away from despair - facing mySELF in the mirror
and I laid eyes upon my golden melanin creating a glow that started an orange ember to pulse light out of my chest
and he became a yellow sun that threw his rays onto the emerald grass, bringing forth lavender from its depths... the aroma....calm for everyone in its reach.
In the realization that they were a part, yet the entire rainbow of interaction
contained within our minds
pushing the boundaries
until we stand
bold & proud
laying a foundation for the next to rise from the darkness - Beautiful Brilliant Alive!
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Nicole Copeland
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