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The Painting (poem)

Updated on September 26, 2014

To paint my life they gave me a brush

They wanted some key that pointed to me

Some strokes on a canvas that they could see

Some mystery which will cause them to blush

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I turned to my soul which burned to be free

To flow through my past in colors so lush

Each brushstroke a kiss to make a heart rush

Each whispering line to a memory

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And before their eyes my life came alive

The reason I laugh when others would cry

The reason why I cast my special hue

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And before all this dream I would revive

This portrait of beauty none could deny

This portrait of Joy this painting of you

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