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 I wish I were an artist...
I wish I were an artist...

And that I had the patience to coordinate these colors so that they perfectly complimented one another...

And that I could do your eyes justice in a simple illustration made with feeble hands...

And I could never find that right shade of red...you know? That vibrant...vicious...vivacious red...

The kind of red that makes your blood a little bit envious...

The walls were white and not yet assaulted by the trials of time...I had to chuckle...my skin...by this time was peelin...revealin the red muscle underneath...

Not as red as my favorite shade...of course...my favorite shade was far more sadistic...

I wish I were a poet...

And not a fuckin hack...

I wish I were a poet...

Can an apathetic talent dissolve?

Let me tell you you'd better fuckin believe it...

I've been burdened by writers block since I came to this place...

I stopped tryin to figure shit out...

And manipulate everythin into metaphors...

I want to learn such simple things...

No politics...no history

Til what I want...and what I need

Can finally be the same...

Accuracy is a canvas of red at this point...

And it's all bullshit...like everythin else you or I have ever writte
    Posted by BlueEyedSinner on 2008-07-16 15:02:44 | Rating: | Views: 58
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my dad is an artist, he used to always say he could draw anything but me because he can't draw perfection...I always knew it was the father in his saying it but I draw a little myself and I tried to draw my daughter and I never thought I did her justice either. It's those who matter most, we never feel as if anything we do is good enough but it's what they think that counts. Good post BlueEyed, we are all burdened by writers block but just writing something kills time.
Posted by  Katydids_and_daisies  on 2008-07-16 20:33:05 
  
"The kind of red that makes your blood a little bit envious"

My favorite part. Well done.
Posted by  iamnothealthy  on 2008-07-17 00:06:42 
  
Lovely piece of writing. Writer's block hapens everywhere. Everyone goes through it,if you ask me.
Posted by  HardThinker  on 2008-07-19 07:28:35 
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