Painting Poetry February 29, 2016February 29, 2016Vonita My fingers painted Poetry with blood dripping From my bleeding heart Share this: Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Thank you Erika! I couldn’t find an image for this one, so the words have to stand alone! 😊 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
You felt that an image is not necessary. It is already within everyone and says a lot more. LikeLiked by 1 person
What a beautiful painting it’s written on the canvas of your heart! Ⓜ️♏️💟💕 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Wow this is vivid!
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Thank you ❤
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Very interesting.
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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Beautiful 🙂
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Thank you, quirkyshine! 😊
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Amazingly written. I see the image!
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Thank you Erika! I couldn’t find an image for this one, so the words have to stand alone! 😊
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You felt that an image is not necessary. It is already within everyone and says a lot more.
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Wow!
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What a beautiful painting it’s written on the canvas of your heart! Ⓜ️♏️💟💕
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Thank you! 💝
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