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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1244987
Why does everyone dig so deep?
I've still got pink paint
Dried on my
Fingernails
From last night
When I was painting
Painting nothing
in particular
Just swirls and spirals and circles
Pinwheels
of black, black
Black
Outlined in
Pink this time, but other times
Maroon or
Red, Yellow
And people, family, friends
look at it and
Invariably
ask, what is it?
Is it a manifestation of the
frustration or darkness or rage buried
In your soul?
And
Invariably
I say, nah, I just thought it was pretty.
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