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I'm painting me floor,
What color, you ask?
Why, red, of course,
And I paint it fast.
It's like a red rose,
Though not quite as light.
It's more like red wine,
Shimmering at night.
I've chosen this color
for the shade that it is,
It reminds me of love,
And a soft, gentle kiss.
But like that lost love,
There is something odd
About what I spread
As I pray to my God.
For you see, with this method,
I just cannot miss.
I simply cut with my knife,
And spread with my wrist.
- Title: Paint
- Artist: Tunes14
- Description: I didn't write this from my perspective or anything like that, it just came to me one night when I was trying to sleep, so I wrote it down. People seem to like it, so I put it up... I do really hope you feel the same.
- Date: 01/03/2009
- Tags: paint
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