Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem of the day

My brush glides across the canvas, 
What I see as a masterpiece, 
Others call a mess.
What I see as a vision,
Others see a cluttered mind.
What I see as a careful painting,
Others call a lazy brush.
Others call me Crazy.
I call myself Picasso

by Amelia 

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