She’s purple

No that’s not true, they had said
But I could see her in front of me
She was purple
My father wept violet tears

Do you like purple?

No I hate it
Don’t give me that sweater,
Or dress me in that hat
What an awful violent color

Purple is my favorite color!

I could never understand
And I would never protest
But a color like that
Is too jarring on a beauty like you

Does purple frighten you?

I would not say ‘frighten’
But rather it invokes disgust
Purple means bruising,
Purple means fading away from me

You look purple!

I think I am fading away

She’s turning purple!

I am fading away

I am purple
I am purple

Diary of a girl with a constant headache.

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