I drew a picture of you
I painted blue.
It had two faces
The first was filled with grace
The second with disgrace
A mouth filled with lies
Fear in your eyes
A brain thinking it was wise but really full of why's
Anything that goes through your ears disappears
A heart with the wrong kind cheers when it should be filled with tears.
I drew a picture a of you
I thought I drew it well too.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 9:19 AM UTC
I drew a picture of you
I painted blue.
It had two faces
The first was filled with grace
The second with disgrace
A mouth filled with lies
Fear in your eyes
A brain thinking it was wise but really full of why's
Anything that goes through your ears disappears
A heart with the wrong kind cheers when it should be filled with tears.
I drew a picture a of you
I thought I drew it well too.
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