>Nothing is black and white > >Our city must be Something > >Our city is musty > >Full of grey hues of man > >Puffing our own gas, Clouds > >To make the sky ours > >We make it our right > >We can build taller than the trees > >Prove it, > >Our city becomes cubic >
I enjoy your work. But it seems like as soon as I get into it, it's over. I end up feeling kinda hurt in the end.
i feel you. i just translate whatever comes to mind. ill start going and then it just cuts off. and its over. i figure thats the way the universe meant for it because when i try to finish a story it feels rough as if its telling me to leave it alone :/ but i do try
i figure >thats the way the universe meant for it because when i try to >finish a story it feels rough as if its telling me to leave it >alone
O, i c. Actually, painters feel the same way about their work. After it's done, it's done. If you add on, you'll ruin it, same if you take away from it. Ok I got it now.