Where Have You Gone?So far from me now I can still feel you somehow When all hope is lost I revert to the moment we met Unpredictable coincidences molded us together On this journey made of sticks and stones All were broken, all of my bones The melody of being turned to dust- The sound of the days I float among Dogs barking behind fences of metal, Birds whispering amongst the trees, And grandma's old tea kettle Each sound heard Is a page being turned In the story of a life And this is mine: Alone I was And always will be Inside the womb But then letWhere Have You Gone?
The Shelter of MeWith the skip of a rock And the tap of my pen The memories float behind my eyes Like clouds on the clearest day Quickly they pass And resort to rain Washing away everything once had With a fresh slate, new grass is grown The seeds I have sown Are flourishing high And my new-born skin is all I need Paper-thin: protect me against this world.The Shelter of Me
TalkDear new friend I've watched you, you see I can see you with me Of course I don't know you very well But, who needs that in a world moving so fast? Let's make something out of this, let's make it last I think you're cute and I know you could like me No, I think you're beautiful, sorry for thatTalk
Something short and sweet,
I need a troubled heart to mend And that makes you perfect for me I have bandages and medicine and a degree So come with me, give me your hand
I'm shy, you're shy I'm shy, you don't have to be
I'm a nurse, I'm a maid
I Think I Dropped My PenGrab that bottle,I Think I Dropped My Pen
Yeah, to the left
This is a toast I'm going to make to love and everything that it may or may not be
I had you once, I guess I could say, but you fleeted away like a caged bird Slow and steady at first, unwilling to leave, but then, dead
This is a story of love through the eyes of someone who has no idea what they are talking about Something obtainable, but surely not very sustainable, it happens to everyone
When in the midst of it all, everything feels everlasting Unimaginable without the feeling Gravity was the only thing holding me b
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Every so often, i get attacked by my own pants. I dont know why this happens, but i suspect it has something to do with the zombies.
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We were lost in a sea of darkness.
A darksome opalescent sky left us stranded
Within the remnants of our dreams.
Oblivion ensnared the azure in our visions.
-Elend \\\"In The Embrasure Of Heaven\\\"
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l'important c'est pas la chute, c'est l'atterrissage.
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