First Drafts
- Painters of Life -
The world was the canvas,
and we were the painters.
The paintbrush was our medium,
and the colors were the choices we had.
But life was not just a canvas.
It was something grand and unique.
We have colors that brought bright days
and sometimes colors that brought dark.
But we shouldn't let the bright days
collide with the dark nights,
Turn on those warm bucket lights,
and dance underneath its faint glow.
Hold onto that paintbrush of yours
and continue with those art
of different colors that makes your life.
This life you live in isn't fiction.
It is your imagination that makes it a reality.
YOU ARE READING
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