Rest at the back of the room
Collecting on the back wall like dust
The pictures faded and the room dry
The air is choking me
To relapse and become the scene
It was not easy
The difficulty in dividing
The simplicity in saying no
The hostility in rejection
The serenity in acceptance
I'm no Van Gogh
but I know when to go
I can paint a disaster
and stamp a $1,000 tag on it
You may not want to buy it
Oh, but you will
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