Anon Anon Poems

Paint dances on canvas,
As it is poured---as it drizzles.

Creating a formation.
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As the once stained,
Now sparkles, as the once Stained now dazzles,

Beauty becomes of what is now Shimmering, sparkling clean.
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Cleaning is art.
As the once Stained now sparkles,
And is shimmering, dazzling clean.
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An unknown person immerges from the one I thought I knew.
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She begins to play the key,
That helps her to find herself,

She cleanses stains.
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Is it really cold when it's cold?
Is it really hot when it's hot?

Does it mean what
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The beaten drum creates music.
Yes, it does. Yes it does.

The beaten drum,
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You're something great,
But I'm here to bend you,
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How you never made me
Feel
Never made me
Feel
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Life says leave me alone.
Death says, 'I won't.'
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