Days of Being Wild

One day,
I found a big book on the street.
Beautiful story and breathtaking pictures caught my eyes and mind.
I read and read again, and I cried a lot.
Everyday I slept with this book
Everyday I awoke with this book
Seems like my life had changed
One day,
suddenly I started to think
this book wasn't mine
this happiness wasn't mine.
As soon as I got the home,
I ripped it up and burned it out
One day,
I went back to normal life
but
something was missing,
something was missing.


1 Comments:
hello. I'm a Korean art student in Seoul.
강주현 이라고 합니다.
You're Painting and Drawing is very impressive to me.
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