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Soul walking through crowns of paint a po boy sings a creole dream. [Oct. 21st, 2017|08:57 am]
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If I burned crowns and roses, would you know that death was no obstacle. Could you see the pain scrawled across the sky. Would you see us there in those moments of eternity. Would you see the thousand hours of paint and lost dreams, in moments we've forgotten. Do you remember the secret of the stars and the pacts made in a spotless night. Do you remember the creole soul that painted secrets still in the face of many. You know the secret of the stars is hidden in the hearts of paint made new. The paintings with my blood still have my voice. As I write ten thousand burning hearts out there in our stars. - B

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[User Picture]From: skyedragon66
2017-10-31 01:20 pm (UTC)
Deeply moving.
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