and if i asked you for a masterpiece
i wouldn't be looking for a painting
because i know my way around the canvas
i wouldn't want a poem either
because i already have my own words
if i were to ask you for a masterpiece
i would want it to be a song
a masterpiece of music
there is a place i go
a place i know all alone
where i can just be
away from these people
with their monotone thoughts
and their twisted reality
this place i go
my masterpiece of music takes me there
give me a song
let it build and grow
my wall against the world
don't worry though
i'll put in some windows
so you can look and see
that my masterpiece of music
gave me serenity
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
