I'm a blank canvas,
Waiting for someone
To turn me into a masterpiece-
Their masterpiece.So rip me apart,
Open my scars,
See my fears,
See my heart.Say that you hate me,
Then try to repaint me.
Say that you love me,
And never look my way again.Time and time again,
People come and go in my life,
But none of them could perfect me.So rip me up!
Throw me out!
Put me in my misery!
If I could, I would do the same.I guess some canvases
Aren't built the same.
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