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I'm a writer I paint pictures With my words I draw the sun The starry nights The howling winds And the calm seas I'm a writer I can make you see Snowfall in July Rainbows on a cloudy night I can make trees bow At the wind's command I can make a leaf float Till it reaches Just where I want it And people Mere puppets But the beauty In my paintings Is not the words I chose to use Or the hue Of emotions Smeared across My canvas The true worth Lies in your eyes What you perceive And chose to believe The words that caught At the strings of your heart The world that you created Using my words I'm merely the hand Of an artist, struggling But you You are the eyes
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
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I'm a writer I paint pictures With my words I draw the sun The starry nights The howling winds And the calm seas I'm a writer I can make you see Snowfall in July Rainbows on a cloudy night I can make trees bow At the wind's command I can make a leaf float Till it reaches Just where I want it And people Mere puppets But the beauty In my paintings Is not the words I chose to use Or the hue Of emotions Smeared across My canvas The true worth Lies in your eyes What you perceive And chose to believe The words that caught At the strings of your heart The world that you created Using my words I'm merely the hand Of an artist, struggling But you You are the eyes
krayjay
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krayjay
Indian
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
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