PatternsA Poem by Wasteofpaint666I am an intricate design of imperfect patterns that collapses between passion and sadness. I fear the night is too bright to bestow the perfection I reserve for the few I have allowed myself to know. © 2015 Wasteofpaint666 |
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Added on November 10, 2015 Last Updated on November 10, 2015 AuthorWasteofpaint666Portland, ORAboutI treat objects like women, I drink like my dad, and I'm not as cool as you think. I spend more than half my day in head. INTJ, OCD, and BAMF. more.. |

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