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Mar 2021
painted it black,
with elegance,
resembles as my pain flowing,
through out the whole canvas,
overflowing but still beautiful,
painted it black,
with modesty,
resembles as the trauma speaks,
louder than my mouth,
out of place but still intact.
there's two of Canvas,read the first one thanks!
fariha
Written by
fariha  20/F/malaysia
(20/F/malaysia)   
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     cassandra, --- and not a prognosis
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