On The Canvas Read Count : 116

Category : Poems

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Here in my reach, a giant blank of paper.

Specialize in signfcant roles of the girl life.

I began visualize clarity as vivid in the day.

I grab a paint brush and think of myself.

Messy and undeniable complicated 

I cannot brush colors straight. 

Life is not surprisingly  hollowed.


It is loud crazy and scrambled the minds.

Dash the brush to any mixture.

Spreading lines,arrows,faces parallel.

Look at the big picture  ,I see people who changed,my mind.


Crushed a spirit into two.

Their negative enter my world as well.

I never get see how pretty the things are

Likes of people say care alter your best. 


This drawing not manifested to be test.

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  • Dec 30, 2018

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