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"Scraped Knees" Abstract Acrylic *Not For Sale* #self #portrait #selfportrait #abstractart #abstract #potd #instadaily #instaart #artwork #artistsofinstagram #blackandwhite #black #ocd #painting #break #down #hurt #selftaught #selfmade #instamoment #abstractpainting #artwork #mywork #art #brushstrokes #create #beyourself #mind #mentalhealth

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In progress #potd #abstract #artist #inprogress #progress #hands #fingers #black #paint #workingmom #work #mess #messy #ocd #therapy #skin #artistsofinstagram #igart #ig #instadaily #passion #love #mylife #myart #sacrifice #living #my #dream #abstractartist

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"Crossed Wires" Abstract Acrylic Not for Sale #abstractart #portrait #abstract #artwork #artistsofinstagram #mywork #potd #instadaily #passion #instamoment #instaart #work #flow #love #blackandwhite #painting #brush #brushstrokes #art #ocd #mentalhealth #rough #stuff #black #white #demons #mind #thoughts #brain #recovery

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Untitled Abstract Acrylic Self Portrait #abstract #art #potd #passion #ocd #therapy #recovery #blur #face #painting #mywork #mylife #head #space #my #brain #mentalhealth #selflove #igart #artistsofinstagram #artwork #abstractart #artistsoninstagram #blackandwhite

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Abstract Acrylic Portrait #abstractart #potd #igart #instadaily #fight #angry #emotion #hurt #passion #mywork #painting #abstract #art #blackandwhite #woman #female #her #she #girl #beautiful #artistsofinstagram #artwork #black #white #artist #abstractpainting #passion #portrait

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Abstract Acrylic Portrait #abstractart #art #potd #instadaily #igart #abstract #painting #mywork #work #male #man #open #mind #therapy #ocd #mentalhealth #painter #artistsofinstagram #artist #potrait #blackandwhite #artistsoninstagram #passion #think #figure #muscle

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I found a place where we can pave our way. With blue-green waters, just on the edge of the bay. White sand beaches, and little grass huts. We'll never go without, we won't need much. I'll make you bracelets from old empty shells, that used to be homes to crabs and snails. We won't need a mop nor a straw broom, with floors of sand in every room. Fish for dinner, breakfast and lunch. Bamboo cane poles to reel in our bunch. The crash of the waves will lull us to sleep, pulling grains of sand back to their mother, with each constant sweep. Pack your bags, sell your car and give back all that you've borrowed. I'll go, if you'll go, our plane leaves tomorrow ...

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Her

I don't like her. That girl in a lot of your pictures. The way she stands with her hips shifted towards you, like her loins are claiming yours. The way her fingers look like claws digging into the skin of your shoulder, trying to assert that you belong to her. She always has that smug fucking look on her face, saying "don't you wish you were me?". I hate her. I don't even know her. She makes me jealous. Jealous, as all hell. If looks could kill, she'd be 6 feet under. Sickening. I hate that some girl I've never met, and probably never will, can affect me in such a way....

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This ship of fools has come to rest.

The tide has slowed in pace.

No gusty winds, to push our sails.

Downtrodden, before the end of the race.

With winded lungs, and tired eyes the path has lead us here.

And, just beyond a swimmer's reach, the shoreline does appear.

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The Addiction

Sickly sweet.

Like, menthol nicotine.

More like a drug, actually.

Giving me cold sweats and withdrawals.

Strung out.

Spun, just from the smell.

Having a fit, in tears, when I can't have any.

Just a taste...

I'd give almost anything for.

I'd fall down, midstride, and cry.

Lose my breath, wince from the pangs.

Like hunger, starvation really.

A crushing weight upon my chest.

No one to lift it.

I can't get you out of my head.

Can't wash your handprints from my body.

I sleep just to dream you...

But, wake alone.

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"The Minnow's Last Sight"- "Invasion of Privacy"

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Truth is, I'm a liar.

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Wasps nest. From my collection- "Invasion of privacy"

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Ghosts

Shadows Haunting.

Plague me in my dreams.

Catching glimpses, from the corner of my eye.

Small movements, shifting fast, make me question if they're real.

These blurred shapes can evoke such emotion and painful memories.

I share the sidewalk,

I share the space on the couch,

I lay in bed at night with these ghosts.

Never speaking, no matter how I beg.

Only silent, pulling on my heart-strings.

From time to time, I see their thick grey outlines, when I exhale ribbons of smoke.

I share the sidewalk,

I share the space on the couch,

I lay in bed at night with these ghosts.

Some days, I wish they'd let me be,

Others, I need the reminder.

Of loves I've lost, that were never meant to be.

Of broken heart splinters, that dropped me to my knees.

I share the sidewalk,

I share the space on the couch,

I lay in bed at night with these ghosts

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