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They Made Me a Thief
I
Was it early 20's?
The first painter
I met at the library
was Vincent
honesty was the light of the world
but it needed oil
oil was only his brother
so he wrote letters as the darkness
widened
day passed and night came
i came home with a book
without a barcorde in my chest
I red and red
until the dawn went down.
II
Was it late 20's ?
Composer, Ludwig
I met for first
at a large musical instrument store
on broad way intersection
"piano concerto, no. 5"
passion was the pink salt of the world
but it needed Himalayas
it was the applause of audience
I secretly hid record tape in my chest
and came home
I listen and heard
until the dawn went down.
Was it early 20's?
The first painter
I met at the library
was Vincent
honesty was the light of the world
but it needed oil
oil was only his brother
so he wrote letters as the darkness
widened
day passed and night came
i came home with a book
without a barcorde in my chest
I red and red
until the dawn went down.
II
Was it late 20's ?
Composer, Ludwig
I met for first
at a large musical instrument store
on broad way intersection
"piano concerto, no. 5"
passion was the pink salt of the world
but it needed Himalayas
it was the applause of audience
I secretly hid record tape in my chest
and came home
I listen and heard
until the dawn went down.
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