The Artist

The Artist

He always goes back

Paints Writes Sleep and has sex

He work on his masterpiece is never finished till he is dead

He tries to be the Da Vinci of his time

But yet has not come close

The Artist as he is called never sleeps

He thinks about where he went wrong in this and that painting or poem

He Belives that his work will never make an impact

Maybe his right

Maybe he writes and paints for no one but himself and his beautiful lover

The Artist attarcts all the girls

He Loves the passion that inspires him

But wait, it only last for a full second, so whats the worth

The Artist doesn't love,

The Artist lives for his work

I am the Artist

I have become obessed with my work

I write, but does it make an impact?

Maybe not, maybe so

Does the sex insprie?

NO

Maybe one day I will be finished and be done with this crused work!

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