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Memories

The artist looks at the painting
On the studio wall
And he sees a picture
Like no other at all
The black paint shows where he was used
The white shows where he was abused
He hates the memories that come to mind
He only wanted her to be kind
He holds his painting as he remembers the day
And resists the urge to throw it away

--Andi

Author notes

I know this needs some work, I just havent gotten around to it yet

--Andi

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  • Iyaden
    December 23, 2008
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    This my friend is as sorrowful as it is brilliant! It made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and salute your aptitute with words. I always preferred smaller poems and you certanly used each and every word to full effect. A great feat considering you didnt bother with big words or extravagant descrptions. Raw, expressive and heartfelt. Bravo !!!


    • Andiness
      December 23, 2008
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      Thank you! If you like the smaller ones and you'll read more of my work I do recommend staying away form I Remember Way Back When (7 pages printed, my first epic) and Opening Night of My Final Act (2 pages printed, though this WILL give you chills)

      Merry Christmas!!