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ballad of the graffiti artist
by Bradd Howardwhy is my art a crime?
he cried
clutching his can of sanity.
it's the color of things
that reminds me
of all I remember
I need to forget
leaving my love upon walls
traces of my humanity
searching for the correct spelling of fulfillment
for I am neither lonely
nor alone
when you look beyond a cement wall
and see all that is in me 03/08/2006 Author's Note: another collab with Marji Maldonado... gotta love that girl
Posted on 03/08/2006
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