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There is a world that exists in my imagination As it leaves my body the color is stripped of it I have tried to paint a picture thru glasses 2 too thick Some greyed out picture that never comes into focus Color stolen from my palette Only the gentle caress of the brush from muscle memory Out of focus and lacking color Each brush stroke a tear shed Each stroke a battle There are rows and rows of paintings Behind each beautiful landscape is a jester silently crying There are stories to be told in the layers of paint (C) Jack Roman
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 04:51:11 +0000

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