Sadness is again at my doorstep
Now all alone in this empty room
I wait for your coming
Into the darkness
I draw your canvass
The perfect shades and shape of your being
A perfection that I will behold
I mix different colors that will bring you life
Thinking that you will be the most beautiful
That everyone will gaze at
And then I stare in the dark
As I thought that I will have you
Feel you and smell you breathe
Then light flashes before me
You, my perfect creation
Remains in the depth of my soul
The canvas
I will forever behold
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