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Painting (Free verse) by RION12

Life is a painting. It has different colors for different means. The more people and stuff you do. The brighter the colors become. No matter how long you live. The story of the painting keeps going. But when you die you think the painting is done. But the painting just keeps going.

dancin_n_da_moonlite 10-Mar-05/1:31 PM
i like this - it actually reminds me of something i wrote - in fact the theme is very similar

(perhaps great minds think alike?) :)

you could make it a little bit better if you sharped some of the edges and played with your word choice, but it is overall very nicely done - 9 -

-megan




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