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Shadows of thought slip through the lines
Colors change to blackened vines
It's all there in front of you

Stark cold words of few
Wrapping around a heart
And choking out the art

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Well it isn't closing out your heart as the words are coming out and forming verse for us to appreciate and enjoy even if sad....keep writing, hugs, marci.