The sorrow of the streets
In her broken heart.
The blood, the sweat, the tears
All streaming down her face.
Sometime, maybe soon,
This will all be over.
Like Picasso, a blue era,
Followed by beauty and love.
-Written by Marina
Painting: Ravaged by John "Crash" Matos
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