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This ****** canvas, sprayed on rainbows wasted paint, caught red handed a stencil of your profile posted on my pall each year reminisce over lost brushes with bristles ripped and torn out enough tears to cry silver, paint bittersweet illustrations with wet paint. not to drip on the rug sorrow stains in the splattered shapes of, loved ones, toys, and times with smiles that create a frame to hang on the wall because a good piece of art should aways be appreciated
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Aug 8, 2011
Aug 8, 2011 at 12:24 PM UTC
Wet Paint
This ****** canvas, sprayed on rainbows wasted paint, caught red handed a stencil of your profile posted on my pall each year reminisce over lost brushes with bristles ripped and torn out enough tears to cry silver, paint bittersweet illustrations with wet paint. not to drip on the rug sorrow stains in the splattered shapes of, loved ones, toys, and times with smiles that create a frame to hang on the wall because a good piece of art should aways be appreciated
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Aug 8, 2011
Aug 8, 2011 at 12:24 PM UTC
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