Wednesday, May 25, 2005

i am but a man of little words; my works speak for me
my innermost thoughts, my muse
as i surge forward
energy never declining
my brush, my art
every stroke, its lines
is my hope, my life.
swish.
it is done.

i'm a realist and a surrealist
etching my life onto my virtual canvas
visualising my fantasies
colouring my blind dreams

as i am slowly raging, running
i'm cutting through the barriers
i'm embracing the change.

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