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We're all blank canvases, Just waiting to be filled in. We all want to be splashed with colors; We all want to become a master piece. Globs of color streak the page. Blue paint drips down, Showing the pouring rain we all have felt. The brush moves around the canvas, Almost without reason. But making what used to be blank, just a bit less empty. Each color adds more personality, providing depth to the once lifeless idea. Red color surrounds the positive shades of yellow, revealing multiple moments of fear and anger. Every emotion becomes enhanced, once emotions become sprawled across the page. The paint of people, words, ideas, can change any blank canvas, into something beautiful.
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May 19, 2012
May 19, 2012 at 2:19 AM UTC
A Splash of Color; A Splash of Life
We're all blank canvases, Just waiting to be filled in. We all want to be splashed with colors; We all want to become a master piece. Globs of color streak the page. Blue paint drips down, Showing the pouring rain we all have felt. The brush moves around the canvas, Almost without reason. But making what used to be blank, just a bit less empty. Each color adds more personality, providing depth to the once lifeless idea. Red color surrounds the positive shades of yellow, revealing multiple moments of fear and anger. Every emotion becomes enhanced, once emotions become sprawled across the page. The paint of people, words, ideas, can change any blank canvas, into something beautiful.
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courtney-2
American
May 19, 2012
May 19, 2012 at 2:19 AM UTC
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