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  • Depression

    Canvas

    it will flow with desire

    it will need to be done

    your life will depend on it

    and yet

    the canvas will remain

    blank

     

    there’s all the time in the world to fill it

    that’s what you tell yourself

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    cherrymuse’s Poems (31)

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    Wear 0 06/06/2014
    Canvas 0 10/02/2012
    Untitled 0 10/02/2012
    Qualities 0 09/08/2012
    meaning 0 02/22/2012
    Condition 0 11/03/2011
    the deadly kiss from a cruel sun 0 09/16/2011
    paranoia 1 09/15/2011
    Damage 1 09/15/2011
    unhealthy obsession 1 08/13/2011
    falling in unison 0 07/20/2011
    Loveless 0 06/15/2011
    The zephyr 0 05/28/2011
    Ode to beauty 1 05/28/2011
    The Casket 0 05/07/2011
    Uncontrollabl
    e    		 0 04/14/2011
    tonight/tomor
    row    		 0 04/05/2011
    Birds of early morning 1 03/27/2011
    Do you 0 01/24/2011
    Dearest poison 1 01/19/2011
    Wings 1 12/02/2010
    Crimson over pink dust 2 10/30/2010
    The Faceless Ghost 1 10/21/2010
    overflowing senses 2 09/25/2010
    you should be staring at the moon 3 09/25/2010
    Untitled 0 08/21/2010
    deeper 0 08/21/2010
    When memories are monochrome 0 08/15/2010
    Nothing 0 08/10/2010
    Mask 0 08/09/2010
    lit by candlelight 0 08/09/2010
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