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Eyes try to imagine A face upon the sound Lost, silly and triumphant Your ghostly but around Encouragement is kisses Holding hands within a phrase Giggling intentions Two brushes that are frayed Imaginations driving Your powerful a thought For you the painter's waiting The longing never stops Your heart holds every color Much like a page that's plain Into your dreams I'm leaping If to only sign my name
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
Painters Dream
Eyes try to imagine A face upon the sound Lost, silly and triumphant Your ghostly but around Encouragement is kisses Holding hands within a phrase Giggling intentions Two brushes that are frayed Imaginations driving Your powerful a thought For you the painter's waiting The longing never stops Your heart holds every color Much like a page that's plain Into your dreams I'm leaping If to only sign my name
The heart pulls us into visions, thoughts and imaginary scenarios. Often just for the moment but the dream continues to call you.
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
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