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Artistic breakdown
#CanvasEchoes
From the dull strokes to the brightest ones, left in me a scar, a memory,
for which I've been working on, in the darker rooms with sympathy,
All of my rainbows fades away now, the colours on my brushes are drying out,
I'm out of it, never planned it this way but it's blowing out,
I let my guard down in solitaire, never thought it would be happening,
broken Pellets on the ground, with my heart everything's breaking,
the grasses in my garden, i painted it a day ago,
it's drying out and falling down, now my Canvas echoes.
© Popsicle
From the dull strokes to the brightest ones, left in me a scar, a memory,
for which I've been working on, in the darker rooms with sympathy,
All of my rainbows fades away now, the colours on my brushes are drying out,
I'm out of it, never planned it this way but it's blowing out,
I let my guard down in solitaire, never thought it would be happening,
broken Pellets on the ground, with my heart everything's breaking,
the grasses in my garden, i painted it a day ago,
it's drying out and falling down, now my Canvas echoes.
© Popsicle
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