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Around me are the people I know.
Whether they are real or not, matters not.
They speak in whispers.
They speak in truths.
These are people I can trust.
Those outside cannot be within my world.
The world surrounds me everything it can provide.
I live only within a small of it.
Only seeing what I want.
Only hearing what I want.
Everything I do not see and hear are not real.
Those outside cannot be within my world.
Everything is controlled.
Everything is of my design.
Only I can decide what is right and wrong.
What is true or false.
What can be and what cannot be.
The world is my canvas, only I can hold the brush and paint this masterpiece.
- by xX_Homunculi_Alchemist_Xx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/28/2009 |
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- Title: Create
- Artist: xX_Homunculi_Alchemist_Xx
- Description: Honestly, I'm not sure how to describe it. I'll do my best. A poem about how what I create is the only thing I can see as true and real. That is what I can control, I choose everything. :)
- Date: 11/28/2009
- Tags: real illusion control canvas masterpiece
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