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The Painter

You are my painting.
New and exciting
With vibrant paints and gentle strokes.

You are my painting.
Beautiful and sincere.
I can’t take my eyes off of you.

You are my painting.
Older and duller.
I long for something new.

You are my painting.
Dry and forgotten
Coated in dust.

You are my painting.
Tactless and juvenile.
What did I see in you.

You are my painting.
Nostalgic and yellowed
Hidden under boxes and stiff sheets.

And even after all this time I still hate to see your edges curl.



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