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| Paintings don't lie |
By S.D.Sycther
There hung I for years and years to come but you don't see me. Piscator painted it, became old and died after a few years. But still, you don't see me. You are seeing a canvas, you were seeing the canvas and if times are really bad, you just see the frame and walk off. I lie hung and hung day by day, year by year and decades long. I live somewhere in his heart. People lie when they say it is great. My mother sold me in the auction for a bill of paper. Piscator shall be by my mother and I would be loving him. Maybe my mother is a male but that's not a matter of concern. He is my mother even if the mother ends. For his happiness, I can give my life. He has just sold me for he was a lonely guy without money. His art can't be valued by his poor countrymen. throughout his life, he has produced many many paintings. We all are trying out best so that we can give a little bit of money to our mother. We stand erect in the slave trade for hours and hours every day. However, at night we do rest. We slack a little and some of us do swing in the air and gazing at each other is a common thing. Love is the thing that binds us together.
We both stare at each other for hours and hours. And none could catch us, but we could just stare and nothing else. We should have been dong more than just staring. But we can lie in emotions and true love is that.
I can't stand, it feels like taking his tongue off, when someone says that he is the one who does the jobs wrongly. Also, when they doubt the capabilities of my mother. Maybe you didn't understand what was expressed, but that doesn't mean you will criticize it without any reason. May be you have different taste but that doesn't make anyone's taste bad at all.
Since childhood, I wanted to be a canvas but when I saw that is half the job was done and you aren't complete unless you are tattooed up, so decided to tattoo. Tatoo is like the graduation certificate. It did feel a bit stiff when he was applying that white wash over me, but now it feels completely natural when I find myself now in the mirror. there were some scars and itching too, but they were gone as soon as the people learned that you became used to it after some time. and the atentionI got After tattooing myself was awesome. I can't believe it until now. I absolutely love it. The tattoo made me complete and now I get the goth 's attention. the girls gonna crazy after me. the life is beautiful now.
Mom, but it has been many days I have seen you, you have been out of the town since many days. Maa, do come to see me. these rich keep good caretakers who take care of our form. they are dead people. they don't love us. we are just the visual fillers. they don't talk to us, learn about us and our feelings. We have a fever but at the most, the caretaker gives us a touch of his already deceased cloth. he has no mercy. However, the owner shows concern about me here. Maa, can you listen, my new master is not that bad. However there is a bad news since he has got a promotion, he has decided to get me a new place, yes he is shifting me to the storehouse. But I am happy, hew has promised me that he will bring my brother to this house, and you know paintings don't lie.
We both stare at each other for hours and hours. And none could catch us, but we could just stare and nothing else. We should have been dong more than just staring. But we can lie in emotions and true love is that.
I can't stand, it feels like taking his tongue off, when someone says that he is the one who does the jobs wrongly. Also, when they doubt the capabilities of my mother. Maybe you didn't understand what was expressed, but that doesn't mean you will criticize it without any reason. May be you have different taste but that doesn't make anyone's taste bad at all.
Since childhood, I wanted to be a canvas but when I saw that is half the job was done and you aren't complete unless you are tattooed up, so decided to tattoo. Tatoo is like the graduation certificate. It did feel a bit stiff when he was applying that white wash over me, but now it feels completely natural when I find myself now in the mirror. there were some scars and itching too, but they were gone as soon as the people learned that you became used to it after some time. and the atentionI got After tattooing myself was awesome. I can't believe it until now. I absolutely love it. The tattoo made me complete and now I get the goth 's attention. the girls gonna crazy after me. the life is beautiful now.
Mom, but it has been many days I have seen you, you have been out of the town since many days. Maa, do come to see me. these rich keep good caretakers who take care of our form. they are dead people. they don't love us. we are just the visual fillers. they don't talk to us, learn about us and our feelings. We have a fever but at the most, the caretaker gives us a touch of his already deceased cloth. he has no mercy. However, the owner shows concern about me here. Maa, can you listen, my new master is not that bad. However there is a bad news since he has got a promotion, he has decided to get me a new place, yes he is shifting me to the storehouse. But I am happy, hew has promised me that he will bring my brother to this house, and you know paintings don't lie.
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