January 16, 2018
By Dancing_Artist BRONZE, Goshen , Indiana
Dancing_Artist BRONZE, Goshen , Indiana
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Dipping my hair in the paint,
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, I go across the paper,
Moving gracefully,
Moving fluently,
I am dancing across the canvas,
While dancing, I am creating a masterpiece,
My own original design,
I get washed away by water,
That is flooding my masterpiece with rage,
As I fall to the ground,
My masterpiece still lay,
Upon that table that was soaked by doomsday,
A long time has passed and my masterpiece is gone,
But to the sink I am thrown,
For maybe one day I will be used again,
To create a masterpiece,
For I am just a brush

The author's comments:

I am a dancer and an artist so this is true.  

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