Running away
I'm running away
Curling up
I'm curling up
and hiding away
Away from the world
and drawing myself close
to my own.
Where words and stories
Books and poems
are all that matter.
Where beauty is painted
with the mind
and that's all that matters.
That's all that matters.
Where ideas and dreams collide
and explode with color
with all the colors of the mind
with all the beauty
of the heart.
And that's all that matters.
That's all that matters.
Where my heart is all that matters
and my laugh the only music
my thoughts the only paint
my dreams the only light
my heart the only beauty
And my heart is all that matters.
My heart is all that matters.
Comments
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You...are still absolutely brilliant. This flashes me back to all those times I've spent in those far corners of my mind, looking for something better than the ugly world around me. You put this into words wonderfully. The repetition and continuity were effective in adding a little impact to the already sharp images. As I said, you're still as good as ever. Glad to see you never stopped.
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I'm seriously on the verge of tears right now.
I want to run away too.
Except to drawing and knitting.
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