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[awriternamedphoenix]

Untitled poem idea (draft #1)

Crimson blood drips onto a white canvas

Art is born

For art is the blood we bleed

Bit by bit, drip by drip

Until the well has run dry

Until we have given all that we have

Until we are begging for a breath of air, suffocating slowly at the hands of a society forged by hatred and prejudice and loathing until we have been well and truly been crucified, brandished as a warning for those who dare to dream

Is this what it means to leave our mark on the world?

[litanyspilling]

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[irinaiswriting]

Silent Words :> "Words helps us to say what we feel, But can all of us speak aloud? Sometimes words aren't spoken, They're there, just a little broken."

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[mxmortis]

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[mxmortis]

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[ria29angelica-blog]

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