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Art Monster

Sometimes my heart
Feels like a target
People love my art
But they forget
Who made the art
Whose feelings I show
Like I have no part
It is such a low blow
They do not stop to think
Of the joy, love, and pain
Behind the ink
It is so vane

When you look at my art,
Please think of my heart!




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