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The Creative

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Try and take this little trip
You try and stand to make a flip
Where you fail is in your blood
Adventures filled with lots of mud

Your lost in those worlds of mind
For desperate answers you cant find
When really all you try and seek
Is just the smallest little leak

Spend a moment to find your key
you must make me your melody
You will find it some other night
When you realize that all is right

Time for you to listen again
Your time has only just began
The power in me can bring more than tears
for much power is gained by losing all fears

I paint the pictures in which you seek
Theres so much more of me to meet
And if you take off the otherway
There wont be anything left to stay

So trust in me will take you far
take us farther than some car
Just give your wonderful mind a rest
And ill show you at your very best

You will carry me beyond your dust
And show the world my inner lust
You will stare at all others behind
When you can give all heart and mind

I dont leave my colors where
Everyone can stop and stare
That in all our haze, and all our grays
Will leave us bound within this maze

Your eyes still staring cold and dry
With all things you will forget
Still searching for my missing locks
There is much more you must admit

The clock beats at our own pace
So why let all go by to waste
Others may see more than our face
When we get past this nasty taste

When the days go by
we still try to fly
As limits are things
that i will deny

My flight is filled with many travels
That these days wont let us see
Only one way you will be freed
Is to give up, let me have lead

Theres still hope we must try
Aim our heart up twords the sky
For soon there comes a dead end
But trust our heart will never bend

We subtly watch the fireworks fall
When death moves me very little at all
Then we both must wait and see
Here in this place we will be

Colors no longer eight shades of gray
We will hear while the symphonies play
Theres infinite things that can be done
When me and you become like one

Deepen the tunnels inside of our own soul
Our eyes spin our minds as we lose all control
loosen the grip and let go of what may
its time for us to go find our bright way

Fingers fail where our minds clash
But thats a life thats in our past
Their is no better place of art
While in this place right near our heart
Alright this was a poem I wrote about how people with creative minds can have their own creativity just speak to their minds like an inner voice.

None of my friends at home really seemed to appreciate it at all and just seemed confused by it. Which really let me down but i just assume that this would be something that would speak to creative types a little more than most people. either that or im just crazy and hear voices in my head who knows.

btw im not the greatest writer. in fact this is the first poem ive ever written in my life so please be understanding to any grammatical errors that you guys see.
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