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Dec 2015
She hovers
over a world
spilling from the edge of her
fine-tip pencil.
Omnipresent,
She breathes life into visions
only she had seen;
we may catch a glimpse
as each new line
creates a brand new reality;
She's like God
and this is Genesis.

I wonder
is this her passion,
or a talent she felt forced to nurture?
Does she draw her inspiration
from her imagination
or her reality?
Does she burn the pages
that weren't quite right?

Does she immortalize strangers
in the same way
that she now lives on this page?

I want to enter her world-
maybe escape for a while-
and see how she colors
her black and white
daydream.

She reminds me of someone-
Someone I once intimately knew.
I see a spark of genius,
and a love for things
that she can easily erase.
Devin Lawrence
Written by
Devin Lawrence  The Zooooo, MI
(The Zooooo, MI)   
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