I'd like to unite to
the girl I did not lie to
she's the girl that I won't forget.
I try to, invite her
but yet I don't know why
I haven't approached this sweet need yet
When will the sun bring me brightness to ask her?
Will I gone if someone asks? Asks her faster?
Is this never going to end?
like a sunset in Neverland.
I hold my tears like I was taught to,
and every day is another day to pretend.
My mind is, a crisis,
Blood on my face from my fist
I could change if I insist.
My life is, and creates this
it's just a game of dices
nothing I can change for I'm not God.
WELCOME!
Sorry but I couldn't rearrange my posts, but I would appreciate when you read the posts with a pt., that you read them in order (ex. 1, 2, 3...)
Thanks a lot for surfing in this net, and enjoy.
Thanks a lot for surfing in this net, and enjoy.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Astronauts Don't Always Have Someone to Miss
I sit here with my guitar
and realized I haven't gone that far
for I m only a couple thousand stars
away from you in Mars.
Gently cleaning painless scars
I remember you in my heart
but endless sorrow won't bring you back
I took the devil's heartless slap.
I do not know how I will live like this.
Astronauts sometimes don't ever kiss.
Astronauts don't always someone to miss.
Nothing is going to change how I
got to away so high.
Soon the cosmic nebula
will gift me with a formula
that brings me to the one I love
like pure white flying doves.
My mind is just spacing out
like those so famous astronauts
I travel to so many planets
but I'm sitting in my couch.
and realized I haven't gone that far
for I m only a couple thousand stars
away from you in Mars.
Gently cleaning painless scars
I remember you in my heart
but endless sorrow won't bring you back
I took the devil's heartless slap.
I do not know how I will live like this.
Astronauts sometimes don't ever kiss.
Astronauts don't always someone to miss.
Nothing is going to change how I
got to away so high.
Soon the cosmic nebula
will gift me with a formula
that brings me to the one I love
like pure white flying doves.
My mind is just spacing out
like those so famous astronauts
I travel to so many planets
but I'm sitting in my couch.
Monday, March 2, 2009
The story of a Midevil Translucent Time
Stabbed with spoons and dull knives,
survived the cat with seven cat lives
and after six slow dark blue nights,
became the boy a bright styled knight.
The knight was later responsible and yellow
and soon became a greedy fellow with anger and pride
and his blue horse wrote him a ride
to be more calm and kind
to himself look for, and the young boy find.
So the knight inhaled heaven
looked at his hands and was again seven.
His greedy angry pride was gone,
and the old young boy had reborn.
So the blue mellow horse friend,
flew away when finishing his mission,
flew away to never land, with no permission.
And the wise cat with six lives left
chose again the eight fold path.
One day again the cat will return
but when that day comes, is none of your concern.
survived the cat with seven cat lives
and after six slow dark blue nights,
became the boy a bright styled knight.
The knight was later responsible and yellow
and soon became a greedy fellow with anger and pride
and his blue horse wrote him a ride
to be more calm and kind
to himself look for, and the young boy find.
So the knight inhaled heaven
looked at his hands and was again seven.
His greedy angry pride was gone,
and the old young boy had reborn.
So the blue mellow horse friend,
flew away when finishing his mission,
flew away to never land, with no permission.
And the wise cat with six lives left
chose again the eight fold path.
One day again the cat will return
but when that day comes, is none of your concern.
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