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Andy Warhol

December 3, 2008
By Anonymous

I've been
betrayed,
stabbed in the back by a friend
or shot.
My mind has been dulled
by these four white walls.
It is withering.
Last night i even felt it shrink
(I hope my wigs still fit).
My ideas are escaping
from my head.
They are flowing into space
in a steady stream.
My dreams are of paints
and brushes
taunting me.


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MizzCullen44 said...
on Dec. 12 2008 at 2:52 pm
LYK ZOMG! i HAVE NO IDEE WAT DIS IS ABOUT BUT ITS AWESOME!