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I admire the way they could tell Stories with no spine Just an endless void of art How believable it sounds Shaping nothing Into something Changing personas Voice, Hair, Style The one you see on screen Isn't the one directing I laugh & cry Take a sharp breath in Because of the goosebumps Raising all over my skin An inspiration I hold deep I will strive To be just as beautiful
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
Lullaby
I admire the way they could tell Stories with no spine Just an endless void of art How believable it sounds Shaping nothing Into something Changing personas Voice, Hair, Style The one you see on screen Isn't the one directing I laugh & cry Take a sharp breath in Because of the goosebumps Raising all over my skin An inspiration I hold deep I will strive To be just as beautiful
Thoughts after seeing a short film
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
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