Portrait Poem by Jessy Liz

Portrait

Rating: 5.0


Here we go again..
Steady for so long, then it spins..
A nearly perfect picture
When portrait pastels start to blur
Tears keep falling right on through
Colors bleed, now it's no use
Can't start fighting them when you've given up
You're on display in a world corrupt.

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