Passion for art
In the depts of the blazing sun I begin to think
What is the one thing I really need
It comes clear to me I can't live with what I love to do
Drawing a picture in the sand I can't help this feeling of freedom in me
The thought I had is in in the sand and I can't help but scream from clarity
Its not a cry for peace it's a love you need
And it's the only thing I need when I'm trapped in this island
I can't help but feel the rush in me from the images in my head
The picures need to be expressed within me
It's not because of love or sadness or anything
But the simple thought of images in my head
The passion for art is more than I can control
And I will take it anywhere I go and bring the images to life
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