An edge too sharp
I didn't need it
A object too hard
I used it
Red was my favorite
But I covered my canvas
In shades of blue
Purple my base hue
My own hands
My brushes
~N
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Waves
PoetryThese waves can only be painted with the brush of words, the people only being washed away in this unfathomable sea. ~N [#5 in Poetry on 8/2/18]
Brushes
An edge too sharp
I didn't need it
A object too hard
I used it
Red was my favorite
But I covered my canvas
In shades of blue
Purple my base hue
My own hands
My brushes
~N
