Still Life
Will Cookson
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Oil and resin like blood on the floor
Flowers and feathers strung up on the wall
Another white canvas stretched to the frame
Did the fear of failure haunt you the same?
Toronto to London your paints in your arm
Came out with a medal and your scars from the war
Would you switch it for all the success of your peers?
Oh where are you now got lost to the years
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Sun on the river, another red dawn
Was the mist around Hammersmith Bridge getting worn?
When the colours were fading under the stars
Were you still trying to paint that ache in your heart?
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