Friday, October 21, 2011

Friday of pans and vanishing,






















Actions starts from the mind
the complex mind sees beyond seeing
Through the midst of analytic eyes
You are the hand of your instinct
The wheel of your pride
Throw away the crowns that rust your head
the ones that you think that keep you down, 
mad
despair
Yet light can always be found 
when you seek
it
stronger
stronger
stronger
Your strong, your capable
your one of a kind
just sometimes,
don't be afraid to believe in yourself
or always will do
swim across the stars
search beneath the seas
there shall you find
the thing you most treasure
just
persist.

drawing for you,  research, and if
its good, i'll stay up late.

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