This world is made of color
Perhaps black and gray
Where one is more right than the other
And the other is left for decay

This world is made of color
Just for a girl like me
With skin the color of caramel
Instead of milk and honey

This world is made of color
And draped in white gossamer
Just for people who follow a moral regime
Not for people in the LGBT

This world is made of color
Whether pink or blue
Flat like a white line
That neither can cross

This world is made of color
Dipped and splattered from my brush
This world may be ruled by color
But in the end it is mine to design

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