Austin Will Never be Paris, but We'll Have it Anyways

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I am begging for a way

To wash the marks I made

The shades of red and blue

I splattered on your mind


But I,

I created this scene

Without a paintbrush

Acrylic withstands the weather


Things are never right

Never quite how they should be

Between yourself and me


Are we a masterpiece in the making

Or scrapped artistry

Best discarded with the rest?


So as we take our long goodbyes

And fervent hellos

I can only step back

And appreciate our obscurity

Created: Feb 04, 2012


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