creative outlet
The escape form this strange gray place.
melting the color in humans a way
This place: soggy wet elongated gray
To a world of color that, anyone can paint
Each word is purpose and intent
the artist creates a masterpiece to live in
safe from the shade, the painting lives in her head
through words on graypaper lives a bright red.
Learning to thrive.
to live and be alive
refusing the drip of the old mundane
to become red words and bright yellow rays.
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