one perfect painted picture
hung crooked on the wall,
one day it will completely wither,
and it will die and fall,
a new picture will be painted
and hung in the same place,
its memory tainted,
by a once dead space,
it too will one day die,
and another painting
will be hung with another sigh,
furthering the tainting
of another painting that will die
Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 12:49 PM UTC
one perfect painted picture
hung crooked on the wall,
one day it will completely wither,
and it will die and fall,
a new picture will be painted
and hung in the same place,
its memory tainted,
by a once dead space,
it too will one day die,
and another painting
will be hung with another sigh,
furthering the tainting
of another painting that will die
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