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Dabs
Dribble my dabs
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of life is what it’s all about
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of life is what it’s all about
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