I WONDER CAN THESE 50 SHADES OF GREY OUTLAST THIS OUTCAST OF THESE 25 SHADES OF WHITE THAT KEEP BLENDING INTO THE DEPTHS OF 25 SHADES OF MY DEEPEST BLACK, COULD A SOLID PIGMENT EMERGE FORCING MY PRIMARY COLORED THOUGHTS TO REROUTE ITSELF AND THEN TURN IT ALL THE WAY BACK? THE FIRST APOCALYPSE CAME FOR ME LIKE RUINS FROM THE LOST MAYANS CIVILIZATION, STRETCHING EVERY FIBER IN MY BEING BUT ALLOWING ME THE FREEDOM TO SEE THINGS WITH NEW DETERMINATION... I CAME~I SAW~ I CONQUERED, I STUMBLED~I FAILED~ I WANDERED->AIMLESSLY INTO A DIRECTION OF A PENDULUM THAT ROCKED BACK & FORTH LIKE MY HIPS MOVING TO A JAZZY BEAT, BUT YET THERE WAS NO MOVEMENT TO NEITHER ONE OF MY FEET.... PLASTERED I AM LIKE ARTWORK EMBEDDED ON A LIVE CANVAS, I HEARD AIN'T NO PLACE LIKE HOME BUT I'M 1000 MILES AWAY FROM KANSAS... THERES NO YELLOW BRICK ROAD OR RUBY SLIPPERS TO HELP GUIDE ME MY WAY, ONLY THING I CAN SEE AHEAD IS THESE 50 SHADES OF GREY....
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