Watching

Watching everything fail

My paintings fall down

My paintings fall down

They hit the ground

My dreams have been spent

I will never forgive

The one who tossed my dreams around

I grab this canvas

The memory of making it

With a loved one

We both wanted to be..

I made this one

By my self

My first painting

These were

The ones given to me

To fulfill

I pick them up

And place my dreams on the wall

Frames maybe cracked

Faith was what I lacked

Paintings don’t go on wall by themselves

And brush needs a hand

I will forgive

Thank you my friend

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