Artist

Hard shall be your days Gloom shall be your nights To bring you to that point The point of creation A love hate situation One can't exist without the other No sorrow No creativity Depression more than a companion Pain is your gain Salty tears you shall cry Carry your burden and blessing To obtain your title The title of ARTIST While others admire or criticise Often misunderstood Always evolving Always saying This is my finest work Until your next creation Only free for moments short lived For a fleeting moment in the spotlight A brief moment on the stage

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SeanAchilleos

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