I am an abstract of multi-colored feelings. Once I breathe in the morning, my mind runs after my heart full speed. They want to play together but too often fight. The two swirl my colors, splashing and mixing them without permission. Me, dizzy, wondering if all will turn out beautiful or clash in torturous ugliness. Who chooses the colors is a daily battle sometimes playful, sometimes cruel. I never know by end of day if I’ll be worthy of hanging on someone’s wall.
Pic- feelgrafix.com
an ongoing battle we can all relate to, I’m quite sure. well put.
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Happily hang you off
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You are sweet
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