Smokepitter patter rain, against cardboard chalkSmoke
it beats. the footsteps, they leisurely walk
in the night. step, to the left and the right of the wrong. street
as we all meet in the stairways and the halls
listening well, and not missing the calls of the
smoke.
Sand.When I break through, I'll be flyin' Wings trailin' from the dotted line of timeSand.
Soaring through the sky as the wind roars by and sings of destiny
What is left up to me, And you'll turn around but not by choice
You'll stop, have to hear the voice
of the sun, beams telling the tale of the light, waves perfect turn over the sound, seems ever forever we're drown, ing
Falling below the.
Sand.
InkPen - dropInk
needles spray across the page telling stories passing days
no reflections no objections
every body swings and sways.
rock and roll, feel the music surging through your every vessel every vine captivating, through your mind
as you follow every line crossing through the wings of time.
tell me wonders take my hand shower wishes in the chalice sprayin' forth across the land.
no regrets and no one showing every body u
MasqueradeWe're always playin' games of chance another killing circumstance and casted off, into the shade of your eternal masquerade.Masquerade
I wish I had a thing to say a comment on my new dismay but well, it seems that I'm left blank I've fallen past the lowest rank and have a soul, do not inquire feel the cold, this lack of fire spinner spins, the end again; is left alone, and in the shame of turning, twisting dancing games is lifted up and dropped from higher than the flames of wild desire.
The magic flows from sound and dew and falls away,
And thank you for the 3 favourites!
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Never be afraid to love those you love. Keep an open heart and mind.
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"Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety." Benjamin Franklin
best of the season to you!
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
are conjured up by wind and sunlight sparkling on the sea"
Bruce Cockburn
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