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“Picture, Perfect” by Natasha I’ve set you apart Painted our story Then I called you my art Drew in your lines, Added a road So you could follow the signs I made you so perfect Your eyes like the s

I’ve set you apart

Painted our story

Then I called you my art

Drew in your lines,

Added a road

So you could follow the signs

I made you so perfect

Your eyes like the sea

Maybe I didn’t deserve it

But I couldn’t set you free

I tried to erase you

But the paint was too thick

Then I retraced you

You disapeard like a trick

You walked off the page

Bold as our love

Like a dove from a cage

You set yourself free

No longer you were, a part of me

I sit with a paintbrush

A paddle of ink

And a canvas

I tried to redraw you

But your image, it has

Faded

Turned withered and jaded

I tried to remake you

Forget and forsake you

I tried just to hate you

Why did I make you?