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Blank canvas. Such potential, so much pressure to perfect. I painted my first brush stroke which was followed by regret. I tried to wipe the canvas clean, but the paint had sunken in. Now my canvas is no longer blank It is stained and it's tainted. I tried to save the painting what a mess I did create, but no brush stroke, ink or pigment could cover up the pain- t.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:47 PM UTC
Blank Canvas
Blank canvas. Such potential, so much pressure to perfect. I painted my first brush stroke which was followed by regret. I tried to wipe the canvas clean, but the paint had sunken in. Now my canvas is no longer blank It is stained and it's tainted. I tried to save the painting what a mess I did create, but no brush stroke, ink or pigment could cover up the pain- t.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:47 PM UTC
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