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Through abstract waste, surreal beauty will let our balance scream
Observe the rigid sculpture no world can paint aesthetically
She colors a dream of imagination
Purple pain as the red dust looms
Junk in water form blue passion
Her black cigarettes compose a concrete monument
Her angry and drunk approach have green dazzle
Young but electric, she is my fiery drug

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Written by Daniel Bajusz

July 18, 2011 at 8:09 pm

Posted in Drizzy

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