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Masterpiece Of Glass
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Relationships/Love You are the painter
And I am the half blank canvas
Waiting to be finished
Your masterpiece of glass
I am so utterly fragile
Yet so bold in my shape
I am yours to command
I'll never escape
Love me forever
For I am only yours
and as the year progress
I'll only love you more
I expecially liked the name. This poem was cute and sweet, but for some reason I see sadness behind it... Maybe the thought of being controlled by somebody, and being owned by somebody... But it's sad in a happy way.