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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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Exhilarating, titillating- Superlatives, it seems… Compose the greatest portion Of most other writers’ dreams. Streets of gold, and wealth untold They write of these in reams… The stuff and texture, I suppose Of other writers’ dreams. Brilliant scarlets, deck the scene- Topaz, and rose, and peach… A million colors, maybe more- Forever out of reach. The scenes I paint, may seem quite quaint The grays, the blacks, the blues… A somber view, I guess that’s true- I paint in muted hues. Gray. The future I forsee - I peer through mists it seems… Black, the glances to my past- And blue, my brightest dreams. Why is this so? I do not know. I paint those anguished screams… That differ from the tinsel tints- Of other writers’ dreams. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
ah your colors aren't so much different than my own John |
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