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The beautiful canvas that once housed my glowing skin
Now has markings splattered across it
The soft purple blends with the brown and yellow
This delicate mixture of colour takes up a small portion of my once porcelain skin
Directly where my eye meets my cheekbone
A spot where the artist wishes he could go back
And fix it
Written by VicBathurst (VictoriaAlice)
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