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Apr 2016
Do you remember when I was your MUSE?
every inch of my body was your canvas using your nails as pencils and fists as the brush, youΒ Β painted and sketched all over my body. Vibrant colors of black and blue you left your marks and created a beautiful picture of pain and when you looked at me I wasn't your favorite work of art
Hannah Logsdon
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