Without words, where would I be? Writing is my everything.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Wow, already a new poem.

For real.


These Eyes
In my eyes
So much shows
There are no lies
What do you see?
Nothing is hidden
Am I everything you wanted me to be?

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Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.

Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.