07-18-2017, 07:37 AM 
	
	
	
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“Undefined expression”
 
Pictures I've drawn draw me in, I become one with them
As they are me and mine, a making of my mind
The images of my imagination expressed in several mediums
A multitude of disciplines creating something within
to be set free despite myself
How full am I to burst from that which I can’t converse
But to express in less than words something that hurts or doesn't work
A bleeding heart plain to see set in the open
Its beaten beats bring tears to my eyes
As I defy my will to die
Dry your eyes, open your mind
Flow from what cannot be defined.
your thoughts?
ORIGINAL
Pictures I've drawn draw me in and I become one with them
As they are me and mine, a making of my mind
The images of my imagination expressed in several mediums
A multitude of disciplines endlessly creating something within
To be set free, set free despite myself
 
How full am I to burst from that which I can’t converse
But to express in less than words something that hurts or does not work
A bleeding heart plain to see set in the open
Its beaten beats bring tears to my eyes
As I defy that which would have me die
 
Dry your eyes
open your minds
Flow from what cannot be defined.
I'm by no means a pro of any kind lol , but i do enjoy putting my thoughts on paper in the form of poetry and short lyrical stories. really looking forward to your comments 
	
	
	
	
“Undefined expression”
Pictures I've drawn draw me in, I become one with them
As they are me and mine, a making of my mind
The images of my imagination expressed in several mediums
A multitude of disciplines creating something within
to be set free despite myself
How full am I to burst from that which I can’t converse
But to express in less than words something that hurts or doesn't work
A bleeding heart plain to see set in the open
Its beaten beats bring tears to my eyes
As I defy my will to die
Dry your eyes, open your mind
Flow from what cannot be defined.
your thoughts?
ORIGINAL
Pictures I've drawn draw me in and I become one with them
As they are me and mine, a making of my mind
The images of my imagination expressed in several mediums
A multitude of disciplines endlessly creating something within
To be set free, set free despite myself
How full am I to burst from that which I can’t converse
But to express in less than words something that hurts or does not work
A bleeding heart plain to see set in the open
Its beaten beats bring tears to my eyes
As I defy that which would have me die
Dry your eyes
open your minds
Flow from what cannot be defined.
I'm by no means a pro of any kind lol , but i do enjoy putting my thoughts on paper in the form of poetry and short lyrical stories. really looking forward to your comments
 
	
 

 
