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Apr 2016
sick and tired of being painted as a criminal;
it's tainting my edges black, filling my body with blue
i think i might just wash it all away, rinse the colours off my skin
and stop myself from ever feeling anything, including you
i miss my white canvas
clean of love, bland of emotion
George Anthony
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George Anthony  24/M/England
(24/M/England)   
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