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Mar 2015
Something I once was
            until,
I was painted with lust
         until,
I was splattered with deception

Pure and innocent,
I once was
          until,
I was carved with passion
          until,
I was stained with melancholy

a blank canvas,
I once was
until I became destroyed
with benign severance.
Madison Burnham
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