Signature

Not

I think we share a unique signature,

and a similar style, slant, and crease,

May I assume in influence we share?

And in painting, we find peace?

 

You let for color too then,

to create while nurturing the hurt.

Despite the anemia,

in daze we struggle, in strife we find strength to exert

 

I think this flow is something wonderful,

this crimson signature is unique.

From the heart we let our ink leach,

in iron we sign, in pulse we speak

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  • Published: March 22nd, 2022 13:11
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