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Thin red lines
Spread across my canvas
Intricate drawings
Graceful designs
The thin lines spread
Getting thicker and thicker
Small drops fall
Streaming down my canvas
Red is for the hate
The pain and torment
That shall never cease
Red is for troubles
Worries and anger
I move to another area
A different spot on my canvas
Sometimes this painting
Is my only proof
That I am still alive
I look down at my canvas
A display of scars
Both new and old
One more line to paint
It will be my last
I watch my paint
Puddles larger and larger
The world is spinning
Farther out of control
My canvas is done
Do you care enough
To read the stories told?
I quickly scribble out
My last thing to add
“This work was done…
     by someone you never took the time to know…”

Author notes

No I am not suicidal.
Written September 29th, 2005

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  • Deathisjstthebging
    November 22, 2005
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    Whoa~~~
    Very deep piece you have written here...
    The author's comments you wrote definitely helped!!!
    I can definitely feel the emotions you have penned...
    Thank you for sharing this piece~
    DIJTB

  • Skyfairer
    October 27, 2005
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    Sorry about the font, but yes it was meant to have no title.


  • agazeley gold member
    October 26, 2005
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    I really liked this - but I wish it was in a clearer font to make it easier to read LOL – I hate having to highlight poems . . . lots of meanings and thoughts hidden here . . .did you mean it to have no title or did you forget to put it in - Albert.


  • rite
    October 1, 2005
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    In life there is often an attraction from one person to an other that is not mutual. I do believe the ignorant conventions concerning communication society has embraced do stand in the way of relationships that are potentially meaningful. We are totally schyzofrenic in the way we think and feel and communicate and the standards society expects us to obey do not make things any less difficult. I think you expressed that well, metaphorically referring to the creation of a painting. Painting and creating poetry are among the best known activities society actually allows. Had we not had these opportunities we might go mad collectively. Thank you for creating and sharing. Take care,

    Rage


  • NoWayJo
    September 30, 2005
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    again this is very good, very different. you have a tremendous talent for bring an image down to a minimum of words...and that gives it a flow and an appeal that the reader is reading a picture which brings the emotion of the piece. this is no exception...you keep the story of the poem completely within the picture. it's something a lot the poets and poems don't do around here.

    Jo


  • April Renee
    September 30, 2005
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    very different. i like it. good ending with this. very creative. all in all, good job with writing this. enjoyed the read.

    Blu

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