A certain
Eclectic remark
That remained haunted
Within my fragile frame
Of expression
To bitter my cause
And establish my perfection
Ended before I laid my eyes
Upon your undeserving
Skin.

A vague memory
Of every arguement
Is the only conclusion
To the events you often
Created in vain
But I want you to know
That my heart cannot refrain

Without deception
Or lust to confuse
My canvas of dreams
I see these watercolors
Faded along
The empty seams.

This could've been
A delightful masterpiece
But it only ended in blood
As the main effect
And constant phrase
Of love.
 
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