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Talent, Gone Unnoticed
![]() Empty "she"lfbooks aside, brushes done and settled. The hesitancy in corroboration limited her potential. | ![]() conviction, nothing is possibleEffort is dismissed; but remorse is welcome to stay- the edges of painting left "unfilled" after layers and layers; and pressure, drops her hand as paint stains the sleeve |
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![]() Purse mistletoeThe light dims, body scrunches up when temperature evocatively drops; regardless, the knuckles, willing and regretfully, "kelly" up the casualties. | ![]() Cup on display, freecrucial, the owner yells until her lungs run out, kidney explodes, heart quits pumping, forearm sores, but cupcake fresh; and, still on display |
![]() Mille Fuille for 12.99"afternoon tea is for the laziest people, on earth, or mars; more than often, they are the most productive people in society." The comment is made after the spoon is placed carefully on napkin. | ![]() "jarring" honeynext to the cereal box, up and under the salt and pepper, middle near the vinegar and olive oil.. Directions given, but followers unfollow. |
![]() Milk carton, expiredbest until.. The words become blurry and harder to read. She sits the milk carton back on the same row "she" came from. Weeks later, she's discovered again. | ![]() muted, but cute thoughGarage door shuts completely. The door knob acknowledges the owner but still annuls the request to enter. |
"The corner of storage is where she sits: crowded, tools, utensils forgotten all met up for discussion- the window frame, dusted, holding on for its dear life.. "she" could of, would of, achieved something if wasn't hated on so much"
Interpret these paintings as interruptions: "heads-up" during times of brain washing,
and cluelessly following. I was a minion,
or slave to my craft. She was my teacher, the teacher that gives lessons only when necessary.
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