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I’m told it’s clothes that make a… But shoes tell richer tales My closet speaks of no skills or p… Far less than fabric bales No shoes from past days
Kneeling before her, his soul is as bare as his flesh, offering his heart... he searches for his path in life, travelling far in his journies, to…
It pounds and crashes like waves o… Like strong winds to my door, it r… It cuts and slices like a butcher’… Like the grim reaper of death, it… It separates life like a scared ma…
A bar, thinking, neon lights People talking and drinking My shoes are missing. Whiskey, ten glasses, On the rocks,
who starts to lie and yet he lies not for some glory’s way, but to protect the one he loved each day from his own brain. And once in every place, there is this man with an empty spa...
Away And Lost Love comes with high cost My feelings are dark, alone, and l… Tired of the silence My bleeding heart
I am in constant fear and she is r… And that is not very good for me, If I want to keep her in my arms It’s better that she doesn’t see m… Im stuck in failures
I stare into this dark abyss of my… I shiver and close my eyes as I f… As my eyes close, I see your face… The vision gives me strength as I… I shiver and close my eyes to type…
It’ good up here I see the stars Smell the people hear the cars Feel the wind rush by my face Quiver to the Moons’ soft embrace Love runs shallow through my veins
a young boy around 8 years-old went to the library and would look through the shelves
Can your past Love forgive me? I… Its a dream, a wish, a pleading fo… Love is patient like the hills, li… like the endless water that flows… Love is kind, like you, the kind t…
Fingers grazing up your sides, watching you squirm and worm, and wiggle. Your laughter rings like bells, your joking threats as well. You twist and whirl but nothing doing, I’ve got y...
There I stand. I can see the world go by, interact with it through the magic of thought, but I am not there. I can not be hurt by those things for which I have no control or those thing...
A rose painted blue is a reason. A green Turtle
Oceans apart day after day And I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn’t stop the pain I took for granted all the times
