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"sketchs" poems
A blank canvas Pure as snow Clean as light Pick up a paint brush Paint Colors and patterns Sketchs become outlines Dark and light Follow the sketch? Go outside the lines? Each day More paint is added The white disappears It will never come back Too much damage has been done
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Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 9:19 PM UTC
My Canvas