Pallet & Canvas, by micah Subscribe to rss feed for micah

We are.
 Do not make me the world's canvas,
 this is truths nemesis 
               and intellects cold butcher, though knowledge
can find comfort there.

Pallet and canvas am I, for I see what I will...
I choose from my spectrum carefully
                                  my creation thrives on
this.

Inexperience and haste I remedy there 
And birth is given again and for the first time.
Posted: 2006-08-20 01:50:51 UTC

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2006-11-20 10:48:57Home-made Snuff Movie
this speaks volumes to me, i like it very much

2007-03-16 05:24:50Angel of Music
This is very powerful. I really like it. *Walking on Sunshine*

2008-03-08 17:22:24xxX~BURNING ROSES~Xxx
awsome poem