Lines
Anything, give me anything.For you, the value of lines I form into eyes, or lips...
They
don't do what they should.
If they could just
J
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p
Off the page, wouldn't that be worth drawing?
Your eyes.....
You tell me that you drew something that you actually liked.
I'm so excited to see it.
Drawing something you like, that's worth drawing.
I've always wanted to draw you, but I can't.
In my mind I mentally outline the shape of your face
and shade in the Autumn of your eyes.
Everything, you give me everything.
And I will draw you, while you're running.
After your ACL healed.
And you are free once again.
By: Brandi Deacon
2010
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