It is a rainbow of color Overlapping It is a strand of your soul Twisted It is dark with the water Muddy It was part of who you were Friends It is now on its own Discarded It has been replaced with something New It has been upstaged by something: Hope. Overlapping twisted muddy friends discarded new hope
A black bracelet, it started with a black bracelet and so it will end.
We fell appart that night under the screaming of the oh so loud crowd You because of the pills you ate, I because of the whiskey I drank Maybe this was the sign, it was supposed to happen that night... A sign everything went wrong in our little heads, we were gone
It was that night you called me and telling me to leave Not only you wanted me to leave in spirit but also to leave your heart
She always was so beautiful with the light of the moon shining on her I loved her like the childeren loved playing with broken dying dolls And I hated her for wanting me to leave her ugly fucked up heart
It were real feelings, everything was so real... The feeling of your lips on my cheeks, your hands on my waist So please don't cry tonight or tomorrow, please be happy my dear You are a thousand miles away but I still want you to feel like home The birds aren't singing when you are so far away from me, crying
The ocean was dying and the waves were red from blood, tears. The smoke in the sky started to form a mirror, I could see myself now.
A black bracelet is were it started, a black bracelet.
Good memories are like charms that I treasured in my mind. Each one is special so I collected them one by one. I conjured them up one day and discovered They made a long, colorful bracelet.
Need inspiration to get you to write? Let my encouragement be your journey to excite A writer and a Poet with creative minds to share Your emotions for all too bare Negativity to be thrown out and don't welcome dare Determination with desire that will pull you through Destiny in being stuck to your head like glue Journey being a destination of any ideas possible Accomplishment with what you have written How's this for an opener, “Trust that was a strong thrust, but it was my true strength to live that became a must” Combination being your own lock with the keys of your mind Suggestions after suggestions of what was all combined Confession being your honest heart Beginning was a place all along being your start The skies are your inspiration The writer in you was always the indication It was a matter in bringing your writing out Any subject that could be what your wrote about True words chosen by you Your ideas that were thought out through Well it's time for you to sit down and write Go the distance as you have been given writing might Let the sun and moon set the mood with influenced light Let my legacy be of the present and not of the past Your desire and will is what will make your writing last.
It was like any other piece of jewellery Made from a thin chain and built to string many memories The very first token of our love A flower, for the day we met A porcelain cup, for the first cup of coffee you made me An open book for the days, when we worked side by side at the local library A red car, the same one you would give me rides on A pair of silver bells, for the day we both said "I do" A small cottage, like the house we built using only our two hands A rattle to celebrate the birth of our first child Roses to mark a 10 year anniversary
It didn't seem like much but meant a great deal So how could you give it away? Look for a new owner already? Slap it on to another woman's wrist Whose eyes are cold as her heart
The cord represent the flow of time itself. I wear it sometimes as kind of lucky charm. Who was it who gave me? The thread twist, tangle, unravel And connect again. If time can really turned back. Give me one last chance. Lets be together again.
