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I'm
not
your
canvas;
you can't
paint over me.
My mistakes,
my life, it's whom
I want to be.
So go
_________
take your
_________
paintbrush
and your paint, too,
because I love my every
stain, and I'll keep every
color; red, green,
or blue.


By my every stain I mean my every mistake or misfortune, because I learn from each one of them.

I hope it looks somewhat like a paintbrush. I messed around with it, and the result is before your eyes.
 Apr 2022 Andy Cave
Psychosa
Time
 Apr 2022 Andy Cave
Psychosa
as I sit alone,
I am bound by It.

It is empty;
It is fleeting,
yet It is undying.

It has begun to consume me,
not by Its reality
but my own conception.

I am Its slave,
and It is my reaper.
 Apr 2022 Andy Cave
Nisha
Feelings spiraling
Heart Arching
Eyes shutting
Breathe depleting
Thoughts fading
World changing
Eyesight worsening
Mind wondering
Sleep approaching...
▪-▪
Made I should sleep and this sadness of mine will too shall pass.
One day I will find you
One day you will find me
One day

but that day is not now
nor is it tomorrow
or the day after

One day
maybe
I will find love
 Mar 2022 Andy Cave
Emma P
Sun
 Mar 2022 Andy Cave
Emma P
Sun
When I say
that you are my Sun,
I don’t mean that you are
Luminous,
Brilliant,
Gilded,
Beautiful,
Bold,
Warm,
Or even the center of my universe.
I simply mean that
I cannot look at you
Without hurting
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