When you hurt me,
I shed tears.
The colour of my tears is
As same as yours.
When you injure me,
I bleed.
The colour of my blood is
As same as yours.
When you leave me alone.
I observe my shadow.
The colour of my shadow is
As same as yours.
But
When you give me a blank paper.
I draw.
And, the colour of my imagination is
Entirely different from that of yours,
As you draw white over black,
And
I draw colours over black.
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