Kate's tale

Paint us a portrait of lovers on the run
It's beauty to defy the ravages of time
See how stars align now, telling us it's going to be fine
Sometimes we do much for very little
Struggling to climb this everest for the ant hill at the end
Maybe one day they will gain sight of our vision
Our painted lives and poetic stories

Paint us a portrait of youth, for we are afraid of it's coming end
Make us feel alive to the hour of our last breath
Remind us of when we were young and alive
Jumping over gates insearch of the thrill of the night
Remind us of when we lived on the edge
When every moment was a blessing in disguise

Paint me a portrait of an angel playing a piano
And I be closer to heaven than I will ever be
See the pale face of a strange king,the lies of a dying breed
I thought I saw the end in the morning but it was Obun in all her glory
For all this years on earth, today we finally live











Art........ Kate

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  1. Paint us a portrait of our youth for we are afraid of its coming end

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