The Painter

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I was your muse,your very best creation.
Until you messed up and caused so much frustration.
The paint splattered you went outside the lines.
You stepped over the boundary and took hold of what is mine.
I ripped up your painting to show what you caused.
Because inside me was the same, a girl who's shattered and lost.

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