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VIOLET

Love love love


Ours is like withered flowers
Because whenever I see my dark circles
Or freshly painted bruises spreading over my canvas 
I see violets blooming 

 

Love love love

 

Ours is like licking flames
Because whenever I look into your eyes
Or feel the warmth of your touch leaving burn marks 
I remember who painted me 

 

Love is not love at all
And I guess I'm beginning to see
That violet is your favorite color
And I am your masterpiece

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