The Death of An Artist.. Outdone soil carriages over decisions she made. Around a four-cornered edge, She was preparing her wrist, for the blade!! What deep grief she must been feeling? Was it of Her past? Or Desire for that Masterpiece to start? She had Fallen, Even the Last leaf hath fallen too... Her Life... Motionless hit corners of a dart..!! Hers is, but... Death of an Artist Forgotten Ones Art!!
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 12:36:08 +0000
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