I'm sorry for dozens of reality everyday
but now i must apologize for the nonexistent
how productive of a person would I be
I won't stay in this malady of fear with you
I feel the perpetual joy that color can give
and I won't let my world continue in darkness
experience will create wisdom if you allow it
I am ready for the world to restore the paint
I choose to abuse all my love and mirth
hate is unneeded, revelry can be enjoyed
I welcome bliss, even in ignorant form
happiness should never be beyond one's control
3/22/13
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...