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Daily Poetry #46, March 15, 2017 Word: Paint Splatter it in frustration, Without any inspiration. Screaming out the emptiness, As if bringing existence. A mess, the only thing to say, To fill my empty head, I pray. “It’ll come,” but not soon enough, Out of nothing, I laugh. Scratching around and hoping, For that is all I’m striving. Scream out hate, all the displeasing things, Hopefully happiness it what it brings. But with closed eyes, I never saw, Something that made me smile in awe. Laughing, I’m not insane! A new will form, And as I reach forward, the heart is warm.