DANNY-DED

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Artist friends,

have you visited my gallery of paintings lately?
A little rush of colors to the head, good idea isn't it?
Feel free and thanx in advance!

Danny.

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"For those who follow me and enjoy my art, now the sale is an important factor for the continuity of my work, because I start a professional artistic life.
You can be part of this success, artist friends and art lovers : Speak for me and show my art around you, it's so important to be diffuse, give my facebook don't hesitate.
Thank you in advance, all your support is precious."
- Danny.

So I'll drink to celebrate the wire from the rain,
             Wrapped, there, in my furs of spontaneous combustion

                         My indian's hair crumbling on my defeated head,
                         I hear the gasps of ancient seizures triggered,
            The first cries of wild kids in backrooms of deformed taverns,
                         Barbarian weapons, broken skulls...

I'll watch the ballet of lights on the shores of advanced melancholy,
                                           I betray the coldness of some laughs,
             By whispered words, inside masks, hidden words in the truth

             Every night, I'll answer the next day at the end of a cigarette
             Will I have the right to discover that fragile and white evil?
                                                      This winter, orphan of lavender?


                                                                   In my heart, can you feel it?


              These lips and this arctic and obscene language?
              These whispered rites and these dances made of  iron,

So, I'll drink for them,

                                                   Protecting our river,


                                                           I have in me chaos of zebras ...




                                                                                                                      by Danny Ded.