Spray Painted

February 20, 2011
By vav95 BRONZE, Roslyn, New York
vav95 BRONZE, Roslyn, New York
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Spray paint me with colors of hate.
Will I ever be able to shower again?
Or will these colors become the only thing people see in me.
It's a risk I have to take but I'm tempted to decline.
If only I could grasp the one thing I have to hold onto inside.
This could leave me empty, of friends.
As it swoops away my faith. 
But I'm not a building.
Maybe there's a way that I can wash it away. 
It's no tattoo, it's actually clear.
But some how, the ones I care about manage to see.
If only they could look pasts others words and hear me. 
Do you really want to know?
Why I am the way I am. 
Then take a look and if you really want to,
You'll be able to see...
Something that's even new to me.
A mistakes in your past,
But a life-is an everlasting moment until death.
So do as you wish.
Maybe you'll never know what you missed.
But next time you look into my eyes.fYou don't even have to speak,
I can hear your thoughts through your eyes.
Even when, you're not there.
If you even care, just always remember....
To never ever stop, your stare.
For I can hear the lies slip out of your lips.
But I can only hear the truth. 
Through the words that dreamily sink into me from your very eyes.
Like a sunset, leaving my mind dark but bringing my heart the brightest sun.
You're the only one. 
That I shall ever, 

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