The Creature in the Painting |
The Creature in the Painting |
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![]() ...who created this mess...? ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 451 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 97,244 ![]() |
And as he went,
What did he see? A fortune so great-- It is a mystery! The Creature in the Painting, Lives far, far away. He smiles and frowns, But lets his expressions sway. The Creature in the Painting, What a genius is he! How beautiful his loneliness; What a creature to see! The Creature in the Painting, How unique be his seasons: From a crispy, orange autumn To a winter so silent and serene. The Creature in the Painting Has a queer, sharp action: He intends to escape From his unknown factor. The Creature in the Painting Lives in the dreams of all. He enchants greetings, Leaving a spark of delight. The Creature in the Painting Recites a rhythm so smooth, That one wonders how he makes A tone so bright. The Creature in the Painting Holds a wrinkle in his hand. How dim and deaf it can be to us, But so sprightly in this land. A note is scribbled To the death of his journey, For time ceases, Never to be found. "What is my purpose here? What do I mean? How can I rely on this magic Right within me?" The Creature of the Painting Decided to forget... ...Forget all the thoughts, All thoughts this moment spreads. But since then on, He reminisces a vague Question; It lingers in a trap. A sheer, elegant memory Is erased from his mind. But the Creature of the Painting Shall never remember... |
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