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I love fairy tales especially with a happy ending.
Hail to thee, the messenger of new hopes and aspirations, Bring the message of a glorious life and inspirations, We look forward to thee for you are yet a mystery Who will someday become history, But that history, we hope, will sing the song of v
From a light, occaisional user...
...most hated thing lonliness...
In the style of Jim Morrison, ah Jim what could have been if you hadn't have exited so early.
ah to be blown away, hopelessly in the abyss, one day for all of us... ;)
To all my friends on CSPC...
They say they're more addictive than heroin. Got to kick 'em anyway...
Inspired by a very dear lady... "i drank a little wine to unwind, and now i'm so unwound i've lost my rhymes..."
hmmm. what yah think folks
It was a just for the silliness of insanity competition a friend had set up. We were to rewrite Christmas songs in a vampiric kind of way, and well.. I ended recording my version with a tiny mp3 player (I had nicked from daughter :P) and using an instrumental wav file of the original song (to which I obviously do NOT claim any rights). I ended winning the competition as I threatened to record more rewritten Xmas songs -chuckles and shoves halo back in place-
She'll know...
Come on fall!
only something i fell inside of me and its hard to tell when you dont know the word to tell someone about fellings
This is a lyric I wrote and turned into a song, If you'd like a link to the song just msg me,
Good morning...
Self explnitory...
This one I wrote 12-20-2021. I'm hoping this to be a good sign, for I really haven't written anything "wild, metal, hard and heavy" in quite a while! Who knows, I may play on stage once more? lol For the sad song lovers, fear not. I have many of those I'll sling on here next year (with some metal, too)! Let your hair down and enjoy the holidays! Merry Christmas!!
Walking on the sand...visions return like a lost ol' friend, Let the sun bake me. Watch the dolphins play. Another day missing you. Why do I stay? Feeling the waves...visions return of younger, better days. Let the sun bake me, Hear the laugh
About being with someone who constantly disappears within their own mind. They're there and yet not there.
Getting ready for Halloween with some ghost stories I've heard among my friends and family.
Yay!
One of the first songs I ever wrote
translation of a Persian song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NX6DuijtGlg&feature=related
I searched the world over for you. Knowing one day we would meet. The mere thought of you takes my breath away. You make me feel complete. You take my hand in yours. And tell me to search no more. To close my eyes and see. The life I want
Dedicated to the troops from all nations in jeopardy on American Independence Day.
She'll know...
I'm sure the readers of this piece can feel it, know why it was written. It's from the book Humanity (Deep Between The Lines of Spoken Words). That was then...the past.
All too often I have a moment of clarity concerning the truth that things aren't always what they seem.
I cried when she did that. Dedicated to Ronnie B, a fine young man who died much too young.
One cruelest song I ever written but at that time that's how it was 6 or 7 years I guess
All the stars in the sky aren't as pretty As the ones in your eyes All the stars in the sky aren't as pretty As the ones in your eyes And the way you make me feel Like I found heaven on this earth The oceans mighty pretty But just doesn't
And the sheriff and a couple other people that're lookin out for her...
Would you cry, feeling my scent Would you cry, understanding what I meant Would you cry, if you go up there Would you cry in the bed we share Would you cry, if you feel me in the air Would you cry, when you are naked and bare Would you cry, if
this may be getting a more added to it and slightly rearranged, but for now I'm done
If all the sharp stars, fell down from up high, from spaces beyond deep blue skies... Would you even try, to catch at least one, or stare glaring as each star dies?... Might you doubt that I, care not for my sight, I'd stare at the sky until you...
I look out the window see snowflakes. Like ballerinas dancing to inaudible music. People wrapped in colorful scarves wandering through the streets of the city. They go to homes to warm hands in the bonfire of love. I look out the window m
It's a description of dawn
Missing her...
Everyone chooses for itself Woman, religion, road; To serve a devil or the prophet, Everyone chooses for itself Everyone chooses on itself The word for love and for a prayer. Sword for duel, a sword for fight Everyone chooses on itself
What's a "body image," anyway?
So few are they whose legion is peace. Did Columbus chase stillness beyond tumultuous seas? Sails and oars were manned by dissidents, genocide is patent. Prayers and spreads with huge birds were answered with reservations, provisions like
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