I wake up
Feel just fine
Your face
Fills my mind
Your smile speaks books to me
I break up
With each and every one of your looks at me
I'm outta control
I wanna rush headlong into this ecstacy
I want to honor myself by choosing pen and paper. They are my weapons of choice. With them I reflect on my experiences in life, reflect about myself, try to make others reflect.Try to inspire others. I express myself - in the way I know the best. I undress myself and make myself visible. I look at myself in the mirror, and see the clown, and turn the mirror towards you and hope you'll see it too :-) Peace.
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