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He came to me like an empty canvas

oh i was a beginner then
I couldn't draw



He came to me, he was white, his identity was clear I could see myself throught it
I draw a line in my reflection, I draw a new one
another line I made mistakes
He's an empty canvas and my very first
another line, I add colors
He's my empty canvas I drew the black sky and some grey stars



oh i was a beginner then
you weren't better
you were a empty canvas and i had my reflection in you, and i draw the black sky and the sun on me, in you.



One day I came to you.
you are not an empty canvas no more
you had the sun the sky my grey stars.
I could still see myself where I hadn't drawn.



I said "i dont like it i hate it".
you thought it looked good
I wanted to tear you, But my love wouldnt let me
My hand took the black color with my hate and spilled it on you
I drew a fake void in you, on me.
I couldnt see myself no more
nor the sky the sun the stars has turned black.