Creating a way to view the world. Each person words creating their world.
A Wily Brush The world has become my canvas Everyone's paths conjuring patterns Vain ventures plenty vanities concocting colors As unflattering wills arouses a wily brush This world is a notating papyrus Each monk and mockery fusing a lucid ink As Pain taunts pleasure masking our actions with blending colors Different worlds are formed Birthed by ephemeral words ushering a cascade of thoughts flaunting baskets of friable dreams fashioning the pen a flickering fiend flattering friends and foes a slick ink with a cloying unction
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