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| Modigliani - Bust of a young woman |
Who are you
woman?
What do you
want?
Everything,
Nothing.
Why are you
here?
Coincidence,
Destiny.
God’s sin,
Weak
creature
Vicious
guise
Pleasing paradox ;
I see you
everywhere!
Sometimes, I
picture you
And I fix
you in my mind ;
You were
better in my fiction!
I wish I
could kidnap you,
And take you
away from this madness.
It would be
good,
To draw lines
on your empty canvas
To light up
candles inside your darkness.
I will offer
you a soul,
I will give
you my knowledge and my courage
My pride and
my heritage;
Could you be
glorious and virtuous?
Or this will
make you a man?
Aren’t we
the same?
Do you want
to be like me?
I don’t
think you can!
