Black Poem by Chelsea Page
Black
Some people argue,
that it's not a color.
I beg to differ,
Black is a color.
It's all the colors combined.
It's my favorite color.
My nail, my shoes, my backpack,
Guess what?
There the color black.
That will forever and always be my color.
It defines me!
Yes! Finally! Someone who understands the significance of black. Only, i disagree that it's a color. It's technically a shade. But believe me, if it was a color, it'd be the best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 3:05:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yea I have... LOL :)