Time is a thief with a painter's brush.

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  Iron4Humanity

  Yes
  I must confess
  I am a painting artist
  A photographer, a humanitist
  Time is a thief, with a painters brush
  Poetic lyrics, melody, achieved to easily
  Enter my heart, an empowering, strong gush
  That touched the love in my soul that percieves
  I shall spread my light, bright, live, love, laugh
  As if it may be my last, to have an abundance
  Of gratitude, for life's magnanimous
  Gift of the time, we do have today
  To use a brush to paint what you
  Want your tomorrow to be
  To paint, what you wish
  To see, to be happy
  To bathe in bliss
  Time won't miss
  A beat, defeat
  
  Time by, simply
  Painting time away
  And gloriously embrace each day
  Using new bold strokes to create the
  Magic you see, when you paint freely
  That passion, that love of
  Painting rises above
  Everything
  So I sing
  Thanks
  
  Painting reins
  Over time, but do know
  When your time, buldges in your veins
  Gracefully, gonwith the flow, nothing remains
  The same, your not dying here today
  You are flying away, to begin anew
  To paint things never seen, in ways
  Time didn't allow you to see
  To paint your humanity
  Differently
  
  Much Love ❤️ Iron Donato
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