My Passion

Poem By Cheré Mason

As the chilling breeze enters my mind
I feel around for the inspirations I find
Picking up pieces of lives off the floor
My passion is a world with many an open door
Skies filled with blues, orange and pink
All I need is to access the powers of ink
The thrilling talent of make believe
Unimaginative powers not easy to deceive
Creating things off the top of your head
Nothing is real when nothing is said
Just follow your heart, and follow your dreams
They could lead you to a place where nothing is what it seems

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