to shape who we are and aren't
sometimes the paints are good
sometimes using them isn't so smart
on the palette you will find many things
that mix together to create us
the artist can either make a masterpiece
or their horrible work can cause a fuss
confidence
shyness
optimism
pessimism
strength
weakness
bravery
fear
love
hate
smile
frown
joy
despair
contentment
anorexia
long life
suicide
society is the artist
and you are the canvas.
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Milky indulgence, In a glass, Little strawberries on top, Key to love, at last. Slimy berries, Hidden under the pinkness, All beautifully crimson, Kings of loveliness. Everyone loves a milkshake.
Clickety click, The keys are pressed, Clickety click, The paper is dressed.
screaming and fighting. no where to go or get away. music is my escape from this haunted reality. plug in your earphones, and tune the world out. everyone is gone, just you and your music.
a palette holding many colors. from red to yellow, and blue to green, and all the colors in between. the finest palette allowing you to paint anything your imagination allows.
An eternal twister, In the corner of the room, Winding around, You'll reach the top soon. Smothered in shadows, From the morning sun, Embellished with spotlights, Trodden on by everyone.
Little ladybird, red with spots, Alone. Hidden in the crease of a leaf, Dancing around, fluttering wings, Yielding a spotted black wreath.
Shooting stars, bottled up, In a small plastic case, Tiny specs of imagination, Dotted in a lattice lace.
A black silhouette, Rising tall, Pinching the horizon, With a dazzling drool. Sparks of light, Shoot down like rockets, Landing on the ground, The emerald grass-alit.
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