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Let's string our veins together
So our blood becomes our art
And challenge old age thinking
With our new age artist's heart
Let's flush our faces laughing
Collapse our minds in tangled hair
We'll write our hands in poetry
And paint portraits for our air
Let's live like only artists can
In places no one goes
Like grass in cracks of concrete
Reaching up on tippy toes
So our blood becomes our art
And challenge old age thinking
With our new age artist's heart
Let's flush our faces laughing
Collapse our minds in tangled hair
We'll write our hands in poetry
And paint portraits for our air
Let's live like only artists can
In places no one goes
Like grass in cracks of concrete
Reaching up on tippy toes
Literature
Wishful Thinking
What do colors taste like? What shape is music? How can I saddle the wind? How can I hold light in my hands And let it trickle out like water? What voice does the moon speak with? Is the language she uses with the sun Any different from the one she has for us? How far do I need to leap To get from star to star? Which constellations are friendly enough to ride? How do I learn the language of rain Or the songs of a daisy? If I could fly, I'd try racing the sun; If I could live forever, I'd explore the whole world Just to look at everything–– I'd play tag with thunderstorms And hide-and-seek with the northern lights, And then I'd go to outer space And dance with supernovas. And finally, when I came home Half asleep and covered in crystals, I'd sit down by the fire, My head on Your shoulder As You sing me a story.
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safe
I'm taking a ride to a place where I know I'm safe as hell Where breath has no fear and I swear I'll confess to all my sins tomorrow But it's only human to lie
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Drop of Rainbow
In challenging times we tend to take comfort in the rainbow,
The universal symbol of finding a sparkling light in the dark.
The figurative storm clouds are supposed to surrender
When determined red, warming orange, joyful yellow,
Soothing green, cleansing blue and awakening indigo
Turn the heart a gorgeous violet full of passion once again.
That's how we're told it goes, but of course here we are
In the year where how anything goes is all out of whack.
How are we supposed to find the rainbow when the clouds
Are swirling nonstop and bringing down much more than rain?
When we're nearing the home stretch of a year already infamous
For making M
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the rhyming is much better in this piece than others i have read from you. i also really enjoy the message. congratulations for your feature. that group seems to have good taste.