Right when I thought I was gonna hang on some rich person's wall
You painted red on me again.
I'll be your masterpiece
When you decide your finished with me .
Just hurry up and paint me please
I'm being stretched too thin.
I know you have other canvases
You probably survey the landscapes with them.
I know there will always be a paintbrush between us.
--(Please note the original poem ends here I'm not sure if I will be adding on to this)--
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Author's Note- I did change this slight with the last line already but it felt like it need the change. This is one of the poems I'm always caught off guard with tbh I genuinely don't know who this was about. Enjoy though and I wrote this I think when I was 15 or something I think I was going for a Taylor Swift vibe for my poetry.
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My teenage poetry
PoetryHello this is just a collection of poems I found mostly written by my teenage self (some were written later) and please note I was in a horrible mindset when I wrote these along with being emotionally fueled. A lot of these are not finished perhaps...
