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As I run my fingers. over the dry canvas. I can feel each purposeful. Stroke and the. Meaning of each swipe. I understand the. Integrity no one seems to. Picture in that feeble heart. Of yours.
Hearts pierced from the touch of your paint brush. Broken & lost, lines all crossed. Haunting an empty head, signs ahead read dead. Lips leaving tragedies unsaid. Hushed words staining the page.
A way to express myself. Something that lets me escape the world. Whether its straight lines or swirls uncurled. Art is my own little island where I'm safe from harm. Where no one can cause me alarm.
If a picture paints a thousand words. Then why are none of mine heard. My drawing isn't perfect. Both most certainly worth it. I draw rainbows and sunsets. When I'm not upset.