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Across the canvas dance colorful strokes of paint 

So many shades, some bold, and some faint

Raw emotion put out in physical form

Colors molded together, both cold and warm

But take a look closer, get as close as you can

Standing on the edge of the rocky cliff is a tall man

Looking down at the choppy waters, so deep in thought

A penny for his thoughts; I would have bought

His heavenly face in much distress

His hair a wind-ruffled mess

Eyes of a man that has gone through so much

My very heart he did touch

His jawline so sharp it could cut steel

I've never felt my heart beat so loudly; it scares me, this deep, unknown feel

His beautiful soul hooks me in

The world around me has begun to violently spin

He's the Prince Charming I always dreamt about

The one for me, without a doubt

But then I notice it

Feeling like with a car I was hit

His foot is mere inches away from the steep drop

The bottom was too far from the top

Don't do it, I whispered in vain

Why is he emitting this unspoken pain?

I reach out my fingers to hold him, to help him

For him, I'm trying so hard, so desperately straining

But then realization hits me hard; he is after all, just a painting

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