Painting

Swirls of color enveloping
It's like we're on the inside of "Better World"
A plane filled with shining lights
A microscopic paradise
How small are we really?
How far away are we from the truth?
How long have we been here?
How far away are we from the cure?

A world of color envelops us
It's like we wanted all things to blend as one
A shape drawn with wavering lines
A manifested paradise
Our world is a painting
Our world is a masterpiece
Our world is an illusion
Our will is the pigments we use



Credits
Writer(s): Edmund Simonson
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