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i write weird when i'm way sleepy.Category: (general)
Sunday, 11 May 2014
01:17:55 AM (GMT)
my inner thoughts are becoming written things. I feel like I want to cry and paint
with my tears.

   let you see the things that we could be. show you what you mean to me.

 a sunset, a sunrise. the color of your eyes.

   the wind blowing the leaves, our skin cooled by the breeze.  the water flows. the
moonlight glows. 

a touch here, a kiss there, now we’re out of our underwear.

a silent cry sent out into the night. a loud whisper falling on deafened ears.  your
face covered in blood and tears.

have we found what we’ve wanted after all of these years?

 or are we just fooling ourselves? a lie to cover the pain. like an umbrella in the

when the storm hits, theres no where to hide.  but i’ll be there by your side. 

  a shadow in the dark. like the moon calling for her lark.

the stars breathing their last breath long before we see their dying light. a mirror
to reflect it, keep it living for a bit longer.

   warm our hearts by the fire. the situation may seem dire.

a frog was a tadpole, and a tree was once a seed.  remember, that if they can do it,
then you too can succeed.

ntnick says :   11 May 2014   545406  
That was awesome!


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