CLOTH:
(cloth)
ME! ART?!
No never! You are joking!
I refuse to believe it!
But! If what you say is true.....
Then I shall I allow it
Mold me into art
I am but cloth in your capable hands
HOPE:
(Artist)
NO! NO! NO!
Yopu are mine to create!
You are part of a cycle
To be made then sent to glamour maybe riches!
Or just a warm home
You are to be sewn together.
You will finally be art!
LOVE OR LACK OF IT?:
(cloth)
Will you not keep me?!
Do you not love what art you sew together?
Apprarently not enought to keep.
To treasure!
Though if that is the case!
I want to stay just tattered fabric
Someone else shall finish me.
I will be great one day!
Without you!
CREATE:
(artist)
I will create you!
With needle and thread
I sew your heart together.
Making you beautiful inside and out.
You were waiting for me you though.
Though I was waiting for you.
To create my ultimate Masterpiece!
I need you.
To give my meaning, without reason to create art
I am nothing
Sure there have been many others before you.
I loved them each.
There was always one greater
One after the other
You are the new and greater this time.
I am not saying there will not be others after you.
There will, but I will send you far off to someone who will appreciate my art!
You!
Part 1
CLOTH:
I scream
Cry out
Why do you do this to me?!
Every move you make!
Like a needle pulling thread.
Holding me together in all the right places.
Then you cut the string.
I unravel.
The masterpiece I once was reduced to scrap
Where was the knot at the end o0f the string?!
To hold my togethner?!
The happy ending?!
Am I to be tattered fabric all my life?
Who will sew me together?!
Giove me pourpose?!
If not me you or me then who?
I am tired of these seamstresses!
I want to be Art!
To be beautiful!
Where is my artist?!
Who will create me?!
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