Look at this
I’m painting myself
I’m painting this self portrait
I’m pathetic
Picture this
An idea came over me
To be one who carries a message
Im one who carries a message
Imagine this
Someone loved me
But not today.
I ran out of damn paint.
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Author:
Rayne (Pseudonym) (
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