Artistic
I am the cupcake the baker makes for a wedding.
I am 5, a child finding art wherever they may go.
I am a ballerina, enduring pain for one more dance.
I am a peacock whose tail is large and full of beauty.
I am like the paint an artist uses, colorful when used.
I am like a spring flow field, blooming for the first time.
I am like the summer clouds, clean and clear for photography.
I am the prom dress a designer makes after weeks of dedication.
I am a spider, creating webs one string at a time to create a masterpiece.
I am the eyes of a child, full of wonder and beauty without knowing pain.
I am like Wacom, promoting the art that everyone has within themselves.
I am the inspiration everyone feels when creating their own piece of art.

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Senior Year - A Collection of Work
RandomA compilation of all the writings I have done my senior year of high school.