I have trouble.....
staying in the lines.
The grass ain't always green,
and that ain't Dick and Jane.
What color is love?
Hate really a darker shade?
A whole box of emotions,
Crayola never made.
I have palettes plenty
my canvas where I've been.
Don't paint me in a corner
that's where the lines begin.
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