I let my world melt together,
Like a watercolor painting.
The figures blur.
The colors mix.
The ugly are less offensive.
The beautiful are less dazing.
Filling my eyes with the hidden truth.
Like a watercolor painting.
The figures blur.
The colors mix.
The ugly are less offensive.
The beautiful are less dazing.
Filling my eyes with the hidden truth.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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