So this person is really amazing and has a poetry book that is really great. It applies imagery and emotion.

They have more confidence than me. I really think they are amazing and can go far. (I know I roasted myself but it's true)

With that said this person is TheBearPianist . Please don't be mad though.

And this is their first chapter of the book it's called "If Only..."
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If only children never grew up in the color blue
And their eyes all twinkled like the stars

Instead they meet hands of fire
And monsters with ice covered boots
They've learned to feed their hunger
With those who's souls are gold

But I don't have a soul of gold
No crown upon my head
Does that make me a monster?
Or am I already dead?

If only we didn't tell our stories by the numbers of tears that crossed our cheeks
And the blood that spilled from our skin

But we only talk of worries and troubles
And other people's sins
"We're the only good ones
With color in our hands"

But I don't have colors in my hands
Only ink, black as night
Does that mean I'm a bad one?
Or am I just colorblind?

With no crown to face the sun
And no color to paint the night
How now, please tell me?
Am I suppose to thrive?
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