There’s a painting

A painting in a room that has been long forgotten

A painting of a girl with a mask

A masquerade mask 

 

Outside it’s raining 

But in here we’re waiting 

Waiting with the girl in the painting 

She seems sweet but in pain 

Like she’s stuck in a draining day 

She’s seems sweet but enraged that she was engaged to him 

 

He never quite deserved her 

But as I observed

He never really loved her 

He had scrubbed the place in his heart 

Where she couldn’t be 

He had judged her just to show her she was unloved 

And though she had believed him 

I just hoped not for long 

 

There’s a painting 

A painting in a room that has been long forgotten 

A painting of a girl with a mask 

A masquerade mask  

 

And though that room is forgotten 

The painting girl won’t be

It piles dust all day and rusts all night 

But she won’t sit unloved 

And while the room dies in secret 

It won’t get the

Girl in the painting

 
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