Everybody where's the mask, but how long does it last?
Monday, August 10, 2009
I heart you
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
Iris Murdoch
Iris Murdoch
It's yours!
Today is cloudy
I haven't heard no birds
singing lovely melodies
Just my thoughts racing
A mile a minute
Grabbed the trees
To feel relieved
In this world I been dreaming
I been kicking up the dirt
I took if off
I seen the trails on my shirt
Which lead to my story
The path that has been called my life
I wouldn't give it back
Even through all the pain
As i look in the mirror
I just wouldn't be the same
As i begin to look up
The sun begins to shine
Like a lighting bolt
Which sent a sudden jolt
I felt it through my pores
the notion has been set
I haven't heard no birds
singing lovely melodies
Just my thoughts racing
A mile a minute
Grabbed the trees
To feel relieved
In this world I been dreaming
I been kicking up the dirt
I took if off
I seen the trails on my shirt
Which lead to my story
The path that has been called my life
I wouldn't give it back
Even through all the pain
As i look in the mirror
I just wouldn't be the same
As i begin to look up
The sun begins to shine
Like a lighting bolt
Which sent a sudden jolt
I felt it through my pores
the notion has been set
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