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Apr 2017
You hover above me
kindly watching me paint
but before my brush can touch the canvas
a single tear falls
from where you stand
painting my white canvas for me
you may as well
could have splattered the canvas with red
A tear can say it all
wouldn't you like to know
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wouldn't you like to know  18/Non-binary/England
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