Tracey Emin
Love Poem
YOU PUT YOUR HAND
ACROSS MY MOUTH STILL
THE NOISE CONTINUES
EVERY PART OF MY BODY IS
SCREAMING IM LOST
ABOUT TO BE SMASHED
INTO A THOUSAND MILLION
PIECES EACH PART FOR
EVER BELONGING TO YOU
19 hours ago
"Art is a matter or life and death"
BRUCE NAUMAN
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