She would scratch the surface
To let the old paint fall
Exposing the barrenness
Of the walls.
Then she would,
As she was hired to do,
Cover it up with a foliage
Of green. Nonetheless
Mimicking growth.
- 01/20/16
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 12:45 PM UTC
She would scratch the surface
To let the old paint fall
Exposing the barrenness
Of the walls.
Then she would,
As she was hired to do,
Cover it up with a foliage
Of green. Nonetheless
Mimicking growth.
- 01/20/16
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