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I'm Done
So, Who's the bigger villain?
Unrecognizable truths, or
Which one's next?
Do we dare?
Just stab me and end this charade
Drawing my self worth to utter destruction
Why must you be this way?
Controlling does not become you
Ruins the paint on the canvas
Kills the desire for the portrait
Colors smeared into an unrecognizable mess
I think I will go home
Unrecognizable truths, or
Which one's next?
Do we dare?
Just stab me and end this charade
Drawing my self worth to utter destruction
Why must you be this way?
Controlling does not become you
Ruins the paint on the canvas
Kills the desire for the portrait
Colors smeared into an unrecognizable mess
I think I will go home
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