How's this poem?

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'A bright artificial yellow painted as you smile,
deep blue for sadness imitating your weep,
fake pink empathy spreading to those suffering,
covering up the stone grey of nothing beneath,
the pitch black splotches of bad thoughts and death
directed at the faded watermarks of family and friends
blood-red excitement drips at the sight of someone's hurt
chilling ice blue streaks when the pain is inflicted myself
light green self-admiration when I have deceived you once again

If I were to show you my true colours, the stone grey, ice blue,
swallowing black you would say, "where are the feelings?"
and I would reply, "there aren't any. Just emptiness."
And that is enough.'

I like it!

id lke it more if it just ended after 'where are the feelings?'

I really really like it. Really beautiful