her canvas sang a song
of forgotten heartbeats
as she dipped her brush
into beige and crimson
candy colored swishes
//she painted bright eyes
sparkling like twin suns
in the misted night sky
her whole heart poured
into small masterpieces
//she'd never stop painting
till her entire heart bled
away through the canvas
and her heart was infinite
enough to paint the whole
universes, and even more
YOU ARE READING
THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD
Teen Fiction[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl
