you came in all shades;
happy and sad.
everything
from black to white.
while, i was unpigmented,
untouched.
pale and natural,
until you sinked in.
you lend me life.
you collapsed over me,
reducing yourself.
but, you protested
that you don't bleed.
we were both diminished
of our true self for
something better.
creating masterpiece, may be.
do you forgive me for causing those frets?
perhaps, we both need to.
and
that's how we met.
//Crayon and Paper
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