Poetic atmosphere.

As i enter the future i touch my reflection...
i sink right to where it happened...
Where my heart felt a change of that touch.
i reconnect with the past and future.

Is it to late?To late to deepin the flashs.
My memory serves that my wounds still burn..
but they dont show.Do they?

Spreading what i can only fix with these tears.
Shadow'd eyes,Emo'd heart.Im alive,well,
not confused just dizzy.But happiness...that,
lies beneath ever Heart!

A sad song doesnt brake my spirit.I makes it stronger...
My internal story is to Live Real,be happy.
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Different Changes.

I blink Right not left,and i smile before
crossing the line.I lay down a list of
words to describe this feeling.i only get one...
different.

i wonder why?As i get closer with my inner,i
feel less numb.i know i didnt go wrong...I
went right!

Somewhere along the days i didnt wonder,i
slept into my soul.My fingers shake,my eyes smile.
Once apon a Happy...

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''The Story''

Its opens up with a letter,a broken child with a whisper...
The tears come streaming down.He walks threw the glass,
feeling like the numb cuts of the past,daggered into his image.
He only does this to meet,her....

She comes in past that door,beautiful,undescribed,i guess u could
say more then beautiful.Her passion,inverted with life like colors
dreams of the reflection of him....

Together in this past-tense world,a grey world.Meeting at the seperated
river...But only,they just walked along looking about.Saying those words
''I Love,You.''Now dancing,summoning the creation of color,but with more
words.Just moving,floating feeling like,just feeling like....

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Emotional Expressions.

Our touch's they,they lead to Emotions....
But those Emotions become Love.Hands
are very expreseve,like a paint brush...
Or the way our eyes make faces.

Tears,they tell many tales.But,those tales
are an instrument that plays a sad sorrow.
Destined for happiness...But played by sorrow.

Oh dont forgot love.heh,love.Based on different elements'of life.
They all lead to different parts to the story.They sweft the paint
brush to the next kiss or hug...They give tears,tears that play with you.

But most of all they give us a ''Light Of Hope''.The begining to that,but also
the end...That end leads to a new beginging.

Eyes.

The way they meet on the floor.
When i look up at you,you look away...
We stare,there's attraction,I cant,cant
explain this feeling.I think about it...this
everyday.

They say when you cant have someone the more
you want them...The tention,the looking away,
all of it,its so hard.You say what i feel when we
speak small talk,Thats even more harder.

Healing you,thats like touching you.But with non existence
of how you feel.The small talk is bizaare and attractive.
Are there limits?There are touchs,and Eyes?

''You & Me''

The perfect melody you and me,those exact words...
Our hearts pound just to sream the words
''I Love You''.Just they way our force of attraction
connects!

The way the passion listens to the words of affection.
Everyday...We cant walk away.Wait and lurking.
In the subway or in the stairs we say each others name.


Our loving is dreams of perfection.Its so non existable,
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My Sanctuary.

Together standing, with the rights...
The whispers and the Fighters.Choosen paths,
Both on the battlefield broken with lies with the swords.
This is no pefect Sanctuary,But a determind one to do so.

Walking threw the church,whispers,whispers...The angels
were here.Leaving the sorrows ,passing oaths.Destinys
lie before the flower field.But hope stands with the cross
of the church.

Its about to being.Watch you sleep the death spiral.The spiral
of battle,Determination will end this one,Lets not dance,but clash
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So anyone like it?!!