Poetry

Life + Art

Life + Art

Life + Art When you have a burning desire to change the course of any art form expressed the simple fundamental aspects of life become so minuscule that even the search for one’s true love are suppressed.   Your Art Everyone…

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Sorrow

Sorrow

Sorrow led her parade and it was shrouded by heavy curtains that sat on her shoulders and they drooped a little as to not bring attention to the bulging, impenetrable mesh of a scar above her eyes that held her cries.