- Vol. 04
- Chapter 07
He painted his Colors on me— Handsome with Delight Feelings of mistaken Identities and Misconceived notions of Failed relationships.
I am blue. I m a green. I am violet. Watch me become Pink As he brushes each Piece of the canvas, Leaving no space Bare.
Evolution begins with The blink of his eyes. My gifted frame Blurry before his sight, Shifts into two people... I love me and I hate me However, he is the artist. He is making me What he wants me To be.
I just have to Sit here And change at will. I can do that.