The Blank Page Poem by ezzabell fanning
The Blank Page
i stare into this blank page
that we call life
flipping through it
only seeing black and white.
our stories of love lost and pain
always written
splashing across the surface
giving birth to a world full of hate.
never the stories of love found and happiness
the colourful strokes
and beautiful chemistry
never racing to blast this awful place
to a world full of bliss.
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