Call It Art...

by purpletears
To write and to erase,
To remember and to forget.
What a complex task!
Putting raw emotion
On a blank page,
It´s never something easy to do.
To drown in the darkness
To appreciate the light,
That lies behind dark thoughts.
What a thing to do!
It´s art on its purest form,
A waterfall coming from within,
Clearing away any clods
Created by mundane noise.
Pure expression,
Almost as brighter as the sun,
Giving the world a reason
To believe in something
That goes beyond what we can see.
Only some can appreciate
The true worth of this diamond
That has inspired so many souls.
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