paint the pain.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: April 24, 2008

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droplets of gold streak down the
canvas of a passionate evening sky.
as adjectives, they float about my head
eating me alive, awaiting my demise.
seeps through the page, stains
the heart, blood red. what
am i supposed to do ?
so perfectly intertwined
in colors of vibrant light,
resounding shades,
glows of every hue.

when the flame reaches out
and the portrait screams,
and the page burns up
so do i
and so do you.

now rip the paper,
rip it clear through.
look what it's done
to me and you.


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