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why can't you understand my pain
I was born colorful trying to collect my puzzel pieces that spell out the true meaning of who i am each time they connect judgement breaks them apart time after time judgement is that bad apple of Adam and Eve each person takes a bite and spits the seeds of lighting on those who define the true meaning of my puzzel until this puzzel connects in life uncolorful people won't understand the raindrops we shed that fall forming puddles showing me in it's reflection i am as great as you trying to love and be loved in return why don't you understand my pain
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this was written from the heart (not that all of my poems aren't) but this particular poem means a lot because i know and see a lot of people struggle from being colorful i may say but they just want to be free and this just goes to show that some people just don't understand but i do because i am colorful