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An artist's work is never done
In fact he has only just begun
A paper and pencil is all he needs
To make anything as he please
It could be a masterpiece or just a drawing
He draws as much as he please
But it never comes with ease
With every drawing there's always a point
With every drawing he tries to never disappoint
Even in death his art still lives on
For his work will never be gone
He uses his criticism as inspiration
And uses his inspiration as dedication
Let the true artist draw on
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Over Think
PoetryWell this is just a collection of things that go on inside my head. So I'd like to share them with all of you.
