After, I began to do art.

I started with happy bushes

Then I moved to things more luscious,

But I was awful at the start.


Many nights I have felt phony

Like I didn’t deserve the chance

To draw the canon of romance

Because I myself was lonely.


But come the morning I have found

The entirety of my crowd

Cheering for me extremely loud

And that causes me to rebound.


To pick up the brush and splatter

Paint across a blank white canvas.

An abstract picture of Candice,

For whom my heart pitter-patters.



Hello there!


First things first, this picture was provided by my friend Van Spillman. His art is awesome, and you can check it out on his Instagram! (Seriously, go do that!)

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