by Justin Luther

Created on: December 16, 2009   Last Updated: December 22, 2009

I think I may have seen the sun flicker
As you scoped out the situation
It wasn't just a mental picture
You caught the smell and sound vibrations
You wrote it down with charcoal and tree bark
Because you had no pen or paper
The life you captured inside of your heart
Pumped its way onto the tree's outer layer

There are "artists" that draw photographs
"Musicians" with a set full of covers
So I won't write in ways no one understands
And I won't make stupid things rhyme

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