Blurred Colors on the Canvas
Just an aberrant fluke in the genetic line
Outcast in a pattern of familiar design
An arrow that curves supposed to align
The blurred colors on the canvas I call mine
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Conglomerated mess bent towards disincline
Pretend to acquiesce pens difficult to define
Shy obstinance snakes up through the spine
The blurred colors on the canvas I call mine
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Puzzle piece last to place declines to intertwine
Miss a noun that ends a book left without consign
Late to bloom, still a rose looking for a vine
The blurred colors on the canvas I call mine
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Mistaken for a black sheep but a lamb in malign
Traversing the wild wooly winds free of confine
A mind released from earthbound tangled twine
The blurred colors on the canvas I call mine
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Racing the Roman numerals that tick off time
A heart that runs with spirit joins to swindle decline
Cut a new pattern in a brave hue that suits me fine
The blurred colors on the canvas I call mine
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