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I was just stunned! I couldn’t believe it. I thought to myself, "Are you really leaving us Joelene? Please fight to come back. I don’t want you to go. I’ll miss you too much.
Music Man in hollow room,
steeped inside your private gloom.
You sing your songs. I feel your pain.
Because my sorrow’s, much the same.
Life’s what you make
of the cards you were dealt.
Some rise to the top
while others just melt.
Our understanding, is it limited
To only what we see?
Or do we seek a deeper knowledge
Beyond what we might be?
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The more that I paint,
The more I can’t wait…
To see what it is that I’ll next create.
ALL of my life I have been haunted by the fascinating questions of creativity.
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You’re seeking embraces
Amongst the world’s races
No traces of graces
Your world has no basis.
The little devil energy that dwells within
That negative they blame for their sins
With the lack of strength to take control
so empty, so estranged, so desperate for my end
Joelene was lying in a coma at the hospital, and she wasn’t going to wake up. She had been living her normal life yesterday, when all of a sudden she grabbed her head and collapsed.
Free. Am I now?
I was yours.
But dreams of love are ended.
Banished now is hope.
Prefer you… another.
“May I have this dance?” inquired the Soul of the Mind.
“You look so lonely sitting there, would you be so kind?”
He talks of beauty, and of modesty, of obsession, and of honesty.
Daring to listen with a charmed attention, feasting on every word.
Yet fearing to linger, knowing that disaster is looming.
An undiscovered artist is one drop in an ocean of creativity, and we little drops can only continue to create our share of the human experience …both light and dark.