Lying in rest position,
ready to play again
awaiting the song of emotion once more.
Ink flowing from the heart
staining the words red
as it empties onto the paper.
Carving into a blank page
as if it were stone,
picking away the surface and going ever deeper.
Playing “God” once more
as a humble human being
imagines a new world
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 3:16 PM UTC
Lying in rest position,
ready to play again
awaiting the song of emotion once more.
Ink flowing from the heart
staining the words red
as it empties onto the paper.
Carving into a blank page
as if it were stone,
picking away the surface and going ever deeper.
Playing “God” once more
as a humble human being
imagines a new world
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