Abandoned canvas

by Shaded Sunrise   Aug 1, 2009


Drip, Drip, Drop,
Paint falls to the floor.
On the spot,
An artist stands no more.

The canvas half filled,
Looked sickly and meek,
Compared to the body,
That just looked weak.

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