Outside the Box
She has a flaming spirit
That could never be confined
A burning creativity
That makes her daydreams shine
A hope for something better
Only seen because she tries
A long since dead idea
Resurrected by her eyes
She looks right past our atmosphere
It can't contain the sky
She's got a canvas stretching light-years
And a paintbrush that can fly
Every heartbreak that she's come across
Is waiting now to dry
In a portrait she created
To remind her of those times
There's a symphony she's hearing
To every other ear sublime
A tune that can't live in the box
But smashes all four sides
By Kyle Ezra Kriticos
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