An error filled canvas.
Marks of past mistakes,
Almost erased
But never do they fade
...
In the middle of a disaster, I created
For myself, and myself only.
You come and you come to save me.
And though it’s been a while
...
I think I should just take these feelings,
Take them, and hide them.
Away from you.
Away from intruders
...
Hidden from the cameras
You frame inside your mind
Just behind your eyes,
I cry.
...
You can have my past
wrapped up like a present
and tied with a bow,
so crimson, it almost glows
...
You remind me of a time when I knew who I was.
but like always
the second hand on the clock catches us
it always does
...
A look, a glimpse, not a phrase
was all you ever needed to determine my place
I’m not, never was nor will I ever be the perfect illusion of perfection
I think, perhaps, I never learned the definition
...
and wash away the process I’ve made
or at least pretended to make
Things shouldn’t have ended like that.
Things shouldn’t be like this
...
as least for the moment
you look at me
I want to know
you find me the
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