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Blank Canvas of My Life
#WritcoPoemPrompt98
Life had no meaning for you until someone came along and brought out colors into your life. Write a poem on it.
Death knows my name.
I knock on his door every day.
It is known to all.
No one can save me.
No one exists for another's salvation.
But, people who wishes to save others do exist. I've met one.
The world was black and white.
Boring shades filled my life.
That was until he arrived—with his signature bright smile and iconic side bangs—he lit my world up as if somebody threw paint all over the blank canvas of my life.
Death knows my name.
But, so does my painter.
© Rosabella Thorne
Life had no meaning for you until someone came along and brought out colors into your life. Write a poem on it.
Death knows my name.
I knock on his door every day.
It is known to all.
No one can save me.
No one exists for another's salvation.
But, people who wishes to save others do exist. I've met one.
The world was black and white.
Boring shades filled my life.
That was until he arrived—with his signature bright smile and iconic side bangs—he lit my world up as if somebody threw paint all over the blank canvas of my life.
Death knows my name.
But, so does my painter.
© Rosabella Thorne
