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• Artiste: Depreciation Guild (The)
• Titre: A Room, A Canvas
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on morning one when sunlight spoke In an unfamiliar place i woke my arms and limbs, all lines so faint crudely sketched in paint red, blood red, wall overhead a work of art, the lover's bed his pictures hung; the splattered marks Then the curator, she starts... "oh him? he was sweet. now he's layers underneath. our ink is forever." she lied through her teeth. painted over love it grew from a simple crush the colors saturate the brush blue for honor, gold for truth the artist's final touch time, gray time, it warped the shapes The canvas frayed and the work replaced painted over, now all i see is an envious shade of green and now she hears me, layers underneath, from cracks in the paint; a voice while she sleeps painted over