My dear Vincent, How your works light up my soul. The shadows of your soul follow with every small movement of the brush. Showing the deepest thoughts of your mind. Now I understand how you suffered for your sanity. To show others the world thought your artest's eyes. The beauty in the night sky and in the winds movment. The peace and rage in the clouds. The brightness of the stars. Thank you for your suffering so that we may see the world in your eyes.
For they could not love you,but still your love was true. And when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night you took your life as lovers often do. But I could have told you vincent, This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
Maggie
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