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haunting

…knowing the ending before the period
a shadow swallows the ink in the margins
where i make notes.
Oh, how it hungers, cold and pale grey
feeding on the silence as I hemorrhage
in my johnny coat. 

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    1. A pen wants to write, a brush wants to paint, a voice wants to sing in musical strings when they get touched by your hand, your thoughts are getting blocked your painting is getting hide your voice losing rhythm, i see it as one more test and we are not trembled and with left over energy we write still we paint still and our music 🎵 sings, in the loudest, beautiful and heart touching lines which are never told and only can be perceived which are making us petrified to turn to to let them how much hard it hit us we are numb without pain and sense…

      Let people do what they want we know how to make life better even for them without trespassing us.

      Just lines above came into my mind when i saw your painting.

      Jessy Jacob ❤️

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