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Art
The blank canvas stares back at her, it's a mirror.
Would she be that innocent fool to add a little color?
She places a finger against her reflection, it stains.
She beggs forgiveness from herself as it shatters.
Lifting it, her crimson hands become the...
Would she be that innocent fool to add a little color?
She places a finger against her reflection, it stains.
She beggs forgiveness from herself as it shatters.
Lifting it, her crimson hands become the...
