The spray painted graffiti
Of his underlying words
Splashed across the canvas
Of her white washed heart
Staining the softness
Of her strong brushstrokes
She merely asked his opinion
For original colors
A mix of hues to add depth
To her portrait
He chose to mar and deface
What was so lovingly created
While she slept
In her water colored dreams
His scribbling scrawling
Plastered without thought
Inked with no true definition
Blackened the beauty
Her mural tainted
By his painted indifference
The careless rendering
A mindless mix
Of black and blues
Covering over
The greens and gay yellows
Staining what was
To be her one true masterpiece
She tried to capture
Ever to keep
The delicate essence
The lingering scent
Of violets in a vase
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