Art Fill My Soul

June 30, 2017

My heart still quakes with a lover old

As smoke I swallow

The nightmares haunt

ART FILLS MY SOUL

My fingers tingle

Brain clouds over

Body so heavy

Remorse I'll bleed with Charcoal so dark

Paper glued and Karma will embark

Because creative souls are so beautiful and damned

Need solace and Love to survive

 

 

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