Poem
Sometimes I just want to pick up my brush
Choose a jar of paint and create reality
On a piece of paper
To make life better
By adding
And subtracting
Creating beautiful scenes
Works of art to become masterpieces......
To become my world.....
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Lost Souls
PoetryPoems from the depths of my heart The abyss of my mind The heights of my soul
Painting Life
Poem
Sometimes I just want to pick up my brush
Choose a jar of paint and create reality
On a piece of paper
To make life better
By adding
And subtracting
Creating beautiful scenes
Works of art to become masterpieces......
To become my world.....