Paintbrushes
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Last published Tue, Nov 10, 2015
("...The world was painted, with messy brush strokes, in a chiaroscuro of breathy smiles that spilled white paint on her prized canvas...")
[this is for you, a r t i s t]
•a messy puddle of poetry + prose•
***(originally posted on another random account)
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