Hues and Cries

Arcylic On Canvas
18/24 inch (45/60 cm ) in

Fumes travel out of factory pipes, suffocating the Earth’s atmosphere. The glow of the city light keeps awake my always-empty stomach and heart. When my dreams burn to ashes, the smell of smoke mantle all over me. I die a slow and painful deathΒ broken heart, that's torn apart withers then disappears.

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