DecorateA Poem by poeticsafariThat feeling often arises when, you feel nothing at all, but it so easily changed by just one mark on an untouched surface
lucid, pure, plain, and white. Much like my life before you stumbled into that crafts store you ripped off my sheath, placing down your colored pencils, crayons, and markers. You drew that first stroke changing everything once so simple; was now gleaming with color beaming with inflection. A new sheet was drawn.
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StatsAuthorpoeticsafarinokomis, FLAbouti am an amateur poetry writer/story writer trying to spread poetry to the world hoping to inspire others more..Writing
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