Fashion

Fashion

I am fashion.
Unorganized at my best.
I out perform the rest.
The world is my canvas.
Reds, blues, and green hues.
I know just what to do.
I paint the town with my fashion.
Life is my runway.
Lights, camera, action!
Dressed like a model in Vogue.
I strobe, like lights.

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