Flyfreedom calls within a dream break the chains let loose the scream a scream of joy to pierce the sky dream the wings on which you flyFly
but dreams will fade to real life
all the trouble all the strife watching it all with a cynical eye longing to spread your wings and fly
time will come and time will go the sun will shine the wind will blow dreams will fall by and by and still you long for wings to fly
and at the end of lifes long climb when there is
no more time
The Dreamers Heartshe sees the world through innocent eyes jaded by the pain and the lies running from a past that won't let her be into a futureThe Dreamers Heart
that she just can't see cause nothing is certain but uncertainty and the truth that we all long to be free so dance through the fire and walk through the rain find your peace within the pain burn away the anger and the fears wash away the sorrow and the tears embrace the passion that is your life living each day on the edge of a knife the edge of pain is the romantics'
The Journey to the EndIt was a time of shadow in the failing light I walked through the moon into the night I danced with the devil to the deathmans beat until his mistressThe Journey to the End
said have a seat Your times not yet but it's coming soon you've danced your dance now sing your tune a song of triumph throughout the years you've held your head high and left your fears at the door you've lived your life well what's coming next? who can tell?
I can see the future but it's not for you so go where you go and do what you do chase the ni
One Night in Dance and FlightLet us journey to the end of the night we'll steal back our dreams and launch into flight it's been a long time coming but it's finally our chance it'll be a long time gone so let's have this dance we'll spiral and spin to the suns merry tune we'll jump and we'll twirl to the beat of the moon the stars will lend song in heavenly choir and the earth will lend rhythm from her center of fire hand in hand we can glide through the door to the next horizon to the farthest shore from dawn until dusk from dusk until dawnOne Night in Dance and Flight
Off To Bed and BostonThe sky is struck from life, as another long day fades away,Off To Bed and Boston
I stood at the top of the city, looking past the night, and into your grace.
The rain continues to fall, shattering my doubt, and I’m beginning to be perfectly content with losing,
If it brings me closer to winning. A lifetime of counting has been spent on my lonely nights, And a lifetime of waiting has been spent for someone like you. My everything and anything, My purpose and meaning. Our heart wretch turns to heartbreak. As our kind words would be used for the "keep sakes". Rain drops turn to fine tune
The TragedyThere's a weakness in your words that I can't say that I've missed, The sun is setting ever so slightly, reminding us time doesn't argue politely. There's a light on the horizen, as noticable as the next idea, or angry young man, But something about the way you whisper, makes more than just my hands quiver. Something is wrong. But finally it's right...It's sure been to long.The Tragedy
It was a dark and stormy night, and I couldn't come up with a better way to desribe the way you breathed, and the way held me. It was a beautiful day, and I couldn't come up with a better pick up line than "I love you," but
Amonge The Gray SkyGlimpse of hope were used as a shield against whatever dared to break the heart, Of a man that holds onto songs of remorse like a lover the starry night. Nothing could seem worse, but he knew it wouldn't change from the start, He is a defeated man that once stould against all that might... Make Him Tremble. Tears fall like blood onto the strings of a guitar that cries through the fields, And Murphy was right to create the only law that seems to exsist. The sky will fall harder now, not able to fine the mercy to try and yield, He is a lonely man that holds tight to the writen words on his list...Amonge The Gray Sky
Hope All is Well
You Should Check Out My Poem "Off To Bed and Boston"
Its...different in some ways...I guess thats life though
Best of Wishes
-Sewn
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"I've never believed in the term "Unconditional Love." Because not only is it as ironic as a "Civil War", but as a utterly devastating. But, like a war, it is ultimately necessary, and for some odd reason, mean are addicted to it."
thanks 4 fav
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I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a critic to find out what art is.
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I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a critic to find out what art is.
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I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a critic to find out what art is.
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I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a critic to find out what art is.
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I don't listen to what art critics say. I don't know anybody who needs a critic to find out what art is.
thaks for the fave
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"I've never believed in the term "Unconditional Love." Because not only is it as ironic as a "Civil War", but as a utterly devastating. But, like a war, it is ultimately necessary, and for some odd reason, mean are addicted to it."
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* Somnimus.......Saltomus.......Morimus *
its my pleasure
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"I've never believed in the term "Unconditional Love." Because not only is it as ironic as a "Civil War", but as a utterly devastating. But, like a war, it is ultimately necessary, and for some odd reason, mean are addicted to it."
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* Somnimus.......Saltomus.......Morimus *
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