Blueprints Trimeric
Love me where I am most ruined,
refurbish all of the cracked paint;
Turn my scraps into abstract art,
your design leaves me whole again;
Refurbish all of the cracked paint;
Within broken eyes see a vision,
scattered but still a masterpiece;
Turn my scraps into abstract art;
Resourceful little architect
use every detail like a block;
Your design leaves me whole again;
My past a piece of our future
etched in the lines of your blueprints.
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