Black is one color, one color of two.
Representing my difference, defiance of taboo.
Standing for cynicism, or laughing at pain.
Meaning my deviance, obscurity of brain.
Black are my hobbies, irregular yet not bad.
For regular is boring, inefficient, and sad.
Gold is the color, he color deeper in me.
The warm caring feelings, that most do not see.
I care for many, even those I do not know.
Though I do not wish to expose it, for weakness it will show.
I'd never do another, which I'd hate done to me.
For without this there's chaos, chaos shan't take me.
Branson Douglas Shipely
You can comment if you want, I wrote this pretty quickly for English but my girlfriend loved it and made an account for me just to post it. I do ask that you rate it at least, I'd like to know if it is decent work...
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