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The Painter
written by insanebitch200001:09 PM 11/15/04Brush strokes on a canvas
He paints with his heart
Tenderly displaying colors
Carefully placing each perfect part
With intricate detail
Imagining the picture
First- red, pink, and white
An intimate mixture
Then- black, blue, and grey
Dark colors of hate
Contradicting meanings
Dirty a beautiful slate
Tears from his eyes
As his feelings crumble down
A once friendly smile
Now a miserable frown
Still, colors keep erupting
Letting loose how he feels
Screaming with florescent blue
Creation lost it's appeal
The canvas now messy
He attempts to retreat
But two steps back proves
It's still not quite complete
He thrusts his black brush
Into wet, soggy paint
The image of love
Grows seemingly faint
A once welcoming portrait
Painted with love and passion
Takes a quick turn
In an unexpected fashion
Tears now are streaming
His brush begins thrashing
Painting over beauty
The image goes crashing
Paint on the floor beneath
His trembling toes
It's the story he covers
As the black overthrows
He throws down the canvas
And starts over again
But he cannot control
The hatred within. |
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