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Feb 2019
I am painting
You asked me to
So here I am
Painting a field of air
As I unfold my brain
I feel the brush
Dust my thoughts
Knowing my abilities
Are nothing to be admired
So here
I am painting
For you
Because although I lack
I try for you
This is both literal and not literal. Yes all my poems are about love right now, but bear with me. This is about my boyfriend asking me to make a painting for him and I really think I ****. That is the literal sense, but in the big picture (hehe) I am struggling to open up to him, showing who I truly am.
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Untitledheart  19/F/No where you need to know
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