All I see is a mix of colors I never desired
Patches of flaws, smudges of permanent paint
Strokes of unwanted curves and lines have fade
A–and yet they complement...
With tears I hugged this glass of a canvas
"A masterpiece has been made."
All I see is a mix of colors I never desired
Patches of flaws, smudges of permanent paint
Strokes of unwanted curves and lines have fade
A–and yet they complement...
With tears I hugged this glass of a canvas
"A masterpiece has been made."