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This is definitely dark in the sense of the poet capturing heartbreak so well, I'm a bit down while reading it. I'm not sure if that is a good or bad thing yet.

Blank Canvas
"Here I am with a blank canvas. All the options spread out in front of me. But I can’t pick up the brush with a shaky hand. I am afraid of only reaching for the dark colors and repeating a project I have put to rest. I want to start fresh. Start new. That’s why I’m keeping it. . ."

"You told her that her eyes looked a beautiful shade of blue when they were filled with tears. So tears were all she made, just to feel you near."

. . .the toxic gray clouds that made up your soul. . .
I'm loving this.