If I could paint a portrait
Of each dream and nightmare
There you would see me
Naked in love and hate
If I Could Paint A Portrait
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If I could paint a portrait
Of each dream and nightmare
There you would see me
Naked in love and hate
A sun dappled path, leading back into the past. Losing myself amongst the green, half reality, part dream. At one with the trees, yearning to be free, to escape the hate, before it is too late.