Like a wet canvas, Days bleed as one Our days are short, Though long they seem
Like a wet canvas, 
Days bleed as one

Our days are short, 
Though long they seem
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tonyjphilips
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A short and somber poem

Like a wet canvas, Days bleed as one Our days are short, Though long they seem

Becoming unnerving nightmares, Or ethereal dreams.

With much transcendence Time streams unforgiving,

I take a step back and see, and wonder: is life worth living?

Can you feel my pain? See through my eyes? Tears down the drain Watch as my hope dies

All a person possesses; vacations to landscape It's all for naught, death is the real escape.

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