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#naur not the shitty poetry
888-cr33ps · 8 months
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i am an artist
i am the scarred hands bringing shape to your cold marble body
I am the sad little thing that stood behind you fore the light was to bright for me to bear
and you, my muse
you are the cold stone that once stood lifeless and forgotten
you are my dreams, my soul, my life’s greatest work
you will be the one to live forever
I am an artist
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