The Beauty in my heart can only be expressed by the smile on my face...
The Nature of my soul can only be felt by the tears in my eyes...
The Truth in me can only be heard by the paintings of myself...
The Pain I've endure can only be seen in the minds of an artist...
The Art that I produce can only be understood by the profound...
My thoughts bleed into words as my inner self plots its escape from captivity...
Caged underneath this skin are testaments meant to be written...
Raw rare and real is how I project it...
Only the abstract in mind will embrace...
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