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Mar 2014
Empty is my mind of colours
As I wash the walls inside me I see
Only white
A colourless colour
Missing the world
My mind on empty
Empty of life

Brushes wash and paint
Yet the white remains
Inside
Painfully hurting
Biting its way to a blur

Let me see
Let me see the colour of the ocean
Let me see the sun and the moon
Even my bitten lip cannot change this madness

So in my mind I follow the blinding
A slave to the system I paint
Painting the cracks
Patching the leaks
Holding back the colour
I battle it's beauty ..it's rage
It's wanting
Wanting me to burst
Into life
andy fardell
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