Chroma  

Posted by sheknowsnothing

I render the value of Black and White.
In my little head of colors and lines.
My hands made form of many complex feelings inside my chest.
A lot of whites turning tints.
A lot of blacks turning shades.
A lot of greys turning tones.
My works are subdued.
Strong interpretations are neutralized for self expression.
I'm not loud although inside I am.
Changes in me dances as they wait to come out.
They're turning me in.
I am.
Myself.
A strong and vivid color.

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