Drawn Into The Road of Art
Drawn into deep sleep as if I grabbed a sheet a paper
The image laid through my blowing mind as I drew detail by detail
Like I had taken a ride through the world of art of museums
I have the power through my hands to draw every scene that comes in my way
Drawn into a scenery in which I can not escape
Through the road of art is an adventurous road full of imagery full of light and the full of life drawn into paper
Without a doubt ran to draw as if i were upset as if art would had called me begged to call me
Drawn Into The Road of Art
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