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    Picture This

    my word is my pencil
    and I’m painting my world
    I’ve run out of colors
    and now I am stuck
    locked and I try to escape
    my art is transparent
    and I am still stuck

    you better try to picture this
    what have been will be again
    what we have seen is not the end
    the interlude of life we will all gain

    every time you speak of strength
    I see your weakness
    your lies reflect the truth

    with mirrors attached to our bodies
    you keep looking in my face
    please turn around
    I want to feel the grace

    what have been will be again
    what we have seen is not the end
    the interlude of life
    we will all gain

    God has been telling me a joke
    now I’m laughing at myself
    I thought my word was my boundary
    the time is far beyond twelve
    I cross the line when I draw it
    (and then I break the mirrors, to me it would mean luck)

    what have been will be again
    what we have seen is not the end
    the interlude of life
    we will all gain



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