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Bigger picture

I’m sitting on this display
With all these smiling faces
But what they stare at is colors running out of space
My colors bleed through
My paint touches the wall
My picture frame is old tired from everytime I fall!!
They look at my pain and say wow how can you be so strong 
I’m slowly dying of thirst 
A new paintbrush to tell it all
Peeling at my vain 
Colors start to change
They see pretty colors
I see me going insane 
Life inside a painting
U make it what u make it
But if I don’t sell
My owner looses their placement 
It’s alway about money
Never about the picture 
If I blew up could you see the bigger picture???

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