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I painted a desert in shades of my past
Muted in worry and tears
Granules of sand through a cracked hourglass
Falling in spite of the fears

A range of grey mountains all covered in snow
Cold like my feelings inside
Bordered the desert where nothing would grow
Disguised the volcano I hide

Arid reflections of times long before
Searing the pain to the bone
Lost in a dune now forfeiting the shore
Sinking head first and alone

Painful and clearly my brush strokes unveiled
hidden tears, years of neglect
Slowly emerging in painting, detailed,
hurt I could never connect

Shadows in beige blending in with the scene
heated emotions that bleed
Tell me, I’m pleading what does this all mean
merely an answer I need

I painted emotions in shades of my life
crafting subconscious relief.
Not understanding how my palet knife
changed my despair to belief

Landscapes of sorrow in off canvas glaze
Gather my colors to be
Filled with the beauty of soon to come days
Waiting unpainted for me

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Augustus 26, 2017
Copyright © Chris Green and Darren White

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