PaintingA Poem by TrishAriasI painted my soul. You painted my lips. I painted my pain. You sharpened the edges I painted my knowledge. You perfected your act. So many times I painted your face. So many times I allowed myself to be your canvas. I painted my love. You painted my pain.
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Added on October 13, 2015 Last Updated on October 13, 2015 AuthorTrishAriasTucson, AZAboutI am a writer, I am a dreamer, I am a wife, I am a scholar, I am a thrill seeker, I am a constantly changing my mind kinda gal, I am a confusion of words just waiting to escape, I am a survivor. Most .. more..Writing
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