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I’m painting you a million colors. But none of them will stick. They drip and drop, From the canvas to the floor. Without a face, without a name, Who are you? You’re mine. But I’ll sit here colorblind, And wait for you to come.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
Breathing paint
I’m painting you a million colors. But none of them will stick. They drip and drop, From the canvas to the floor. Without a face, without a name, Who are you? You’re mine. But I’ll sit here colorblind, And wait for you to come.
#love#real#imagined#dream
rose-amberlyn
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rose-amberlyn
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
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