The Art of Resilience

by Mimi   May 2, 2008


Erase those harsh words said
They're sketched in nothing more than pencil.

Morph those picture in you head
Spill more ink to cover up that pen.

Blend together those once strong bonds
They'll fade like black and white photos.

Paint over feelings that should be gone
A few more coats and you wont see them.

Muralize past, present, and future
Make those scars seem like artwork

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