Paint my Eyes Pretty
  
I paint my eyes pretty
to subdue the soul.
I paint my eyes pretty
to compromise control.

I draw my own dreams
with pencils and pens.
I draw my own dreams
over focusing the lens.

I sketch my sanity,
Broken and blamed.
I sketch my sanity,
unknown and unnamed.

I earase my early-ons
With something less than pride.
I earase my early-ons
Knowing that by the pen
I have died.

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Feel the fear, and do it anyway because even though it's not too late, one day, it will be.

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enjoy!
Published Date
10/15/2008 12:00:00 AM
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