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The stars fade leaving no traces
Warm breezes never overstay their welcome
Echoes fill the wide open spaces
Their presence makes things less lonesome
All our webs remain half spun
Until the missing piece is filled by someone
Here comes another morning sun
As the silver waves retract
I search for the golden pact
When the luster fades away
You’ll stand there everyday
Shinning like the setting sun
The heat floods my aloof mind
Life is now a set of pristine phases
Decorated by the glow of another morning sun
Thanks to the cold, cold grind
I have closeness in the highest of places
Shadows recede into the light
I let go with all my might
Euphoria fills the still air
My soul becomes easy to share
The heat floods my aloof mind
Life is now a set of pristine phases
Decorated by the glow of another morning sun
Thanks to the cold, cold grind
I have closeness in the highest of places
Silence falls to conversation
The past is no temptation
I’ve found the guiding sense
Let the clarity commence
And bring in the warm sun
Logic and reason can fly away
I no longer need their assistance
Even if my mind finds itself astray
You’ll help me no matter the distance
I won’t accept a world showered in gray
When I know there’ll be another morning sun
Warm breezes never overstay their welcome
Echoes fill the wide open spaces
Their presence makes things less lonesome
All our webs remain half spun
Until the missing piece is filled by someone
Here comes another morning sun
As the silver waves retract
I search for the golden pact
When the luster fades away
You’ll stand there everyday
Shinning like the setting sun
The heat floods my aloof mind
Life is now a set of pristine phases
Decorated by the glow of another morning sun
Thanks to the cold, cold grind
I have closeness in the highest of places
Shadows recede into the light
I let go with all my might
Euphoria fills the still air
My soul becomes easy to share
The heat floods my aloof mind
Life is now a set of pristine phases
Decorated by the glow of another morning sun
Thanks to the cold, cold grind
I have closeness in the highest of places
Silence falls to conversation
The past is no temptation
I’ve found the guiding sense
Let the clarity commence
And bring in the warm sun
Logic and reason can fly away
I no longer need their assistance
Even if my mind finds itself astray
You’ll help me no matter the distance
I won’t accept a world showered in gray
When I know there’ll be another morning sun
Literature
Breaking the Schedual
Wake up, Shower, brush teeth, get dressed, make breakfast, bring mom food; she won't get up, wake up Sophie, feed her, get her ready (be quiet, we don't want to wake up dad), pack our lunches, take the back door (dad was hung-over in the front room), take Sophie to grade school, go to high school, Math, Science, Religion (what a bunch of crap), Lunch, Art, leave as fast as possible, pick up Sophie; mom never will, take her home (we can use the front door, dad's already at the bar), make supper, help Sophie with her homework, put her to bed, do own homework (in my room; dad comes home at eleven), go to bed, let Sophie crawl into my bed (anothe
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breaking
My heart beats
like a sea
raging of a hurricane over me
My lungs burn
of the heat
by the rising thoughts that were killing me
and lives are thrown
and I’m fading in the breeze
and souls are blown
here I’m burning like a sheet
now all are gone
so spit all your love and hold me
__________________________
your heart feels
like a flame
burning so bad made the pain
your mind is a slipknot
giving me a grin or giving not
and lives are thrown
you have wrote me a fucking dot
now souls are blown
and I have spilled off all my blood
so all are gone
now I’m nodding with the clock
__________________
Literature
november14th.
i never had an actual birthday where i could sit back and reflect on what the world has given me thus far. i've never had the teenager-themed "surprise parties" and the traditional gift-giving, pinata-hitting, pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey slash spinthebottle games that dash away reality for the given special day. sunsets and silhouette dreams that smash reality into confetti and funfetti-half ass made birthday cake with the number of ages presented into falling-apart icing. i never understood why society would celebrate a passing year when ultimately the person is getting closer to growing into obligations of responsibilities.
but for mothers
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Sorry for the long delay in delivering this song but I have been busy and had a bit of writer's block. Here is the next song set for my concept album and it carries a happier and lighter tone. I hope you like it.
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"Life is now a set of pristine phases" I like that line, I don't know exactly why. But I like it. ^^