Midnight Picasso
By kctce
As I lay on your uncertainty,I capture passions paint.Red for our desirecovered with tainted hate.Strokes of pure perfectionyour visions so precise,flicker on the canvasincarcerating our lives.Abstract in your view onlythoughts provoking shapecondemning our lives with allwho identify with life's mistakes.Why keep me in your dark?Artist of pain, my virtuoso.Paint our lives with the light,awaken my Midnight Picasso Written October 22nd, 2001 © on Oct 22 2001 10:06 AM PST 0 • 10
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"As I lay on your uncertainty,I capture passions paint.Red for our desirecovered with tainted hate.Strokes of pure perfectionyour visions so precise,flicker on the canvasincarcerating our lives.Abstract in your view onlythoughts provoking shapecondemning our lives with allwho identify with life's mistakes.Why keep me in your dark?Artist of pain, my virtuoso.Paint our lives with the light,awaken my Midnight Picasso..."