I’ve always been entranced by blues
Though greens, they get me too, these days
Of course there are some darker hues
Which draw your eyes and make them stay
I seem to have been cursed with black
A colour that just disappears
Because of every hue it lacks
You’d never know that I was here
Despite this, I can pout my lips
You’d try and still not get the same
Long nails grow from my fingertips
And dark lashes, my eyes, they frame.
I know there are some lighter hues:
Blue eyes, green eyes, brown eyes and more.
I seem to have been blessed with black
And my own face I can’t ignore.
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