
I had chosen a piece for inspiration
I was going to try my hand at imitation
In my mind I had the process laid out
I started with a generous dose of self-doubt
Wondering if I had overestimated my artistic prowess
I should have chosen something less complex
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I started drawing, and struggled with scale
I was unable to match the level of detail
That the original piece had- I am not that skilled
As I continued, with increasing despair I was filled
I started painting, but my color scheme did not appear
To match the original and I began to fear
That my artwork was already messed up beyond repair
With the world, my painting I would be unable to share
To salvage my artwork, various tricks I tried
But my mistakes I was unable to hide
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Ultimately I gave up, stashed my art supplies
Sharing the disastrous painting seemed totally unwise
I ended up posting a picture of my artwork online for “authenticity”
And the outpouring of support simply overwhelmed me
In solidarity people shared their messed-up art
With personal anecdotes and stories that warmed my heart
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I am an amateur artist, mistakes I often make
But all those errors in my stride now I take
