Float on Up
I dropped a painting in a pond
When last I checked it wasn’t gone
The rain and sun renewed my lens
As color seeped in murky bends
I threw my heart into a lake
It sunk until I missed the aches
That once had soared across my soul
Memories young and always old
My body lost itself at sea
Dancing with eternity
I found, below the deepest depths
My painted heart had run from death
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