i used to rhyme all the time .................... then my dad committed suicide ...................... i took a few years to silence my mind and paint .......................... my dad visits me in my dreams now that he's a saint .................. he was a handsome saint on earth though too ........................... his handsome eyes were the deepest blue ..................... i don't really care what people think and say ..................... i personally feel he did everything in the most beautiful wise ways

💘i die every time i exhale💘 i invest money sending paintings in the mail 💘and i just got invited to an event with 137 private jets 💘and i am born with every inhale but my fairytale isn't over yet 💘 i don't think it will ever end in fact 💘 i feel infinity inside the way i courageously act 💘

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