a blank canvas
represents my soul,
people come and go
they paint my canvas
with vivid colours,
the patterns make
no sense at all
unless you look at them
as a whole.
a blank canvas
represents my soul,
the things I feel
and the things I don't
all reflect artistically
upon my canvas.
colours splash
hearts break
feelings change
love blooms
patterns form
all on my blank canvas..
and even
though my no
more blank canvas,
looks like a mess of
colors and patterns,
it exposes me
my soul bare
my body naked.
I've never seen anything
more beautiful than an
utterly stained
canvas.
-Cat
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Melancholic Self Discovery
PuisiA collection of poems, words and basically my feelings. A very raw set of words. Poetry is love Poetry is life Poetey is melancholy Poetry is everything
