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In the far back of my mind Is where I house all my paintings There are aisles and aisles of blue Dark and light hues clashing with white The ups and downs of chapters in life This is my safe space. In the center of the gallery A painting does not belong Red and black flames Shooting across canvas Angrily wanting to burn down All the rest that I have created I can't recall painting this It just appeared one day This canvas is taking over the gallery
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
The Gallery
In the far back of my mind Is where I house all my paintings There are aisles and aisles of blue Dark and light hues clashing with white The ups and downs of chapters in life This is my safe space. In the center of the gallery A painting does not belong Red and black flames Shooting across canvas Angrily wanting to burn down All the rest that I have created I can't recall painting this It just appeared one day This canvas is taking over the gallery
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Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
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