As she loved to brush her face and it with color of pleasure so did I love to brush paper with ink of thought

She wrote beautiful colors on her face to make makeup art of hand and I rubbed pen on paper up side and down to make words smile at each other on sentenced line

And when she smiles at the mirrors it flips and tears joy of her creative her just like a twist fingers to marry words and make your eyes gaze on a read further pierce your heart to smile

So she is a bad *** painter on reality and her the masterpiece  and i am a boy  ink and hand ******* seeking the natural woes of earths livers
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