Picture to paint
The dead of night when everyone is asleepalone in my room I silently weep
Every soul has something to hide
every life has an unseen side
Just like the memory of a beautiful place
I want people to remember my smiling face
I want to cry with invisible tears
to be hiden with laughter everyone hears
I want to give blessings as to receive
I want to decide when its my time to leave
This is my life, Its not yours to taint
I will decide which picture to paint
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