I think too much of it.
It continues to only bother me further,
yet, when i rid of everything about it,
it some how returns.
it stand out like the color in the eyes
out of a collage of black and gray faces
I'm so tired of it,
But it still remains in the same place.
It's like a bad joke,
off somewhere far away,
someone is laughing.
and everything remains monotone....
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