Darkness broods upon his face
As artistic needs his heart doth grace
His emotions flee with the greatest haste
As love he finds the world so chaste
He looks for love in his artist's paint
His soul reaches for heights so great
Such a talent breeches my heart so faint
His touch the world's evil shall not taint
I see the heart he hides deep within
That he attempts to cover with earth's great sin
For a chance at his happiness lies great in
His soulful wish borne to begin yet again
He can laugh with the greatest of ease
His humor is yet so set to tease
His wish are thoughtfully made to please
As his sighs indeed do fill the breeze
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