Burnt Paintings,
Painted Flames,
Which One Is Real?,
Which Ones To Blame?,
Smoke Is Rolling,
So Thick And Dark,
That's What I Call,
Abstract Art,
The Wall Now Charred,
The Flames Have Peaked,
There On The Floor,
The Paint Has Leaked,
The Artist Still Standing,
Not Flustered,
Nor Gassed,
Instead Of Death,
Its Was Life That Came To Him,
With Every Breath That Passed.
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