Unwell Art

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    Unwell Art
    Division has divided my colors, hands incapable of the sight.
    Reflection is suicide of my mind.
    Here's the separation of desire with sticky fingers over flown with transparency.
    My own reason’s consideration of what’s actually in sight has found me.
    Division is here to represent my transformation, my twisted tongue is an average black and white.

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    Musicmynded1 commented on Unwell Art

    09-15-2010

    ........ now.... just wondering what art youve been into for a year now without being on here...:)
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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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