...my word is my pencil...and Im painting my world...Ive run out - TopicsExpress



          

...my word is my pencil...and Im painting my world...Ive run out of colors...and now I am stuck...locked and I try to escape...my art is transparent...and I am still stuck...you better try to picture this...what have been will be again...what we have seen is not the end...the interlude of life we will all gain...every time you speak of strength...I see your weakness...your lies reflect the truth....with mirrors attached to our bodies...you keep looking in my face...please turn around...I want to feel the grace...what have been will be again...what we have seen is not the end....the interlude of life...we will all gain...God has been telling me a joke...now Im laughing at myself...I thought my word was my boundary...the time is far beyond twelve...I cross the line when I draw it... lml >_< lml
Posted on: Sun, 03 Nov 2013 17:41:59 +0000

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