I'm new
now of fitting
in pictures abruptly
before the next knew exactly
enough
I'm new
now of fitting
in pictures abruptly
before the next knew exactly
enough
enough
I want the new.
I'm tired of the old
There needs to be a big change in
My Life
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
my life
don't disturb at
all the inner seen some
one sort of as saying that it's
who else
who else
to hold me up
for the ground's not comfy
I'l fall but I need some help to
get up
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
get up
there where dips are
known to and so to the
many more of a watershed
moment
moment
one small second
taken like a snapshot
and stored into my memory
for life
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
for life
lends itself oh
there to an endless like
end in as much as it knows just
how to
how to
Don;t rightly know
What it is, and how to
I'm just being carried away
by it
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
by it
being things of
a foreign force tasked to
monopolize me and my miss
taken
Taken.
Never Returned.
Bought and never once used.
My own existence has no meaning.
Useless.
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
useless
love makes no sounds
to the surrounding of
all senses by clouds that came to
kiss could
kiss could
could not fix it
fix my broken halved heart
no matter how much I wanted
Never
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
never
is now complete
and understading hands
have it at a moment noticed
as nice
as nice
turns to wicked
so love that turns to hate
that's the course that life likes to take
Cruel
Find your dream and stick with it...or your life will have slipped past in a whisper with you still on the bottom.
cruel
to bee kind in
the senses sent out of
summer suggestions that are fine
err buzz
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