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deep in me, my masterpiece,

set aglow with gifted light

an image there, sweet misery,

that pains me with its sight

no brush have I, or canvas here,

in which to weave the scene

and I have but a memory,

in which to capture the dream

in this false serenity,

he's there within my mind

and upon his face, an unearthly glow,

in which the stars doth shine

rapture here, unending bliss,

lost within the sweetest kiss

but dreams collide, and the moments gone,

within the malice of a hiss



and deep in me, my masterpiece,

has lost the gentle glow

my painted scene, and dreams of thee,

is all i'll ever know

and turns the colors of the dream,

my fading masterpiece

worn and torn, from aging years,

and folded with a crease

the smiles before, of image clear

a blur within the mirror

that now is lost, in memory

sweetness of a dream, in me

and now my mind, a canvas white

not set aglow by gifted light

seeks to find imagination

to weave again, a new creation