She is a mystery of darkness,
And light
She is everything,
And nil
She is as young,
as her soul is old
She is happy,
being sad
She is sad,
being happy
She knows too much,
but never enough
She devours words,
instead of food
She speaks in tongues,
and writes in script
She paints in images,
others cannot see
She dreams awake,
by day
She longs for sleep,
by night
Her mind is sharper than a knife,
Won't you have a slice?
She lives in her own world,
And dies in yours
She wants it all,
And none
She wants to have her Chocolate Cake
And eat it too!
She is YOU!

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FULL VIEW PLEASE to get the full feeling of all the textures
{this is a graphite drawing in 2B stick, darkened with 8B graphite pencil..
again darkened in PSP7 and flame added. If you look closely you might
see a candle, cake, a celtic cross, a black rose, a yin-yang circle, various lace patterns...
inspired by this fabulous photo: [link] }
and special thanks to my friend *brucej [link] for her help in editing some blemishes