Roads traveled
With the roads we travel, and the lives we lead
We have the power of what we want to be seen
At times you may choose to see what is ugly on the way
However, in the moment of this very day
I choose to be still and take in what is around me
Which is with every road we travel in our lives beautiful scenery is what ought to be seen
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Riding the Wind
I wanna ride the wind!
Let in flow through me like a blissful melody
I supoose at heart I'm truely a gypsy
Let it take me anyway and everywhere
I don't care
I wanna ride the wind!
Let the wind send me into ecasty
Free and lifted I watch my storms evaporate
The wind, the road, the scenery
The all cooraporate
Let it swirl and twirl all around me
Because at heart I am really a gypsy
I will be set free
I will be lifted into ecasty
Im going to ride the wind!
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Five star mole
I wanna ride the wind!
Let in flow through me like a blissful melody
I supoose at heart I'm truely a gypsy
Let it take me anyway and everywhere
I don't care
I wanna ride the wind!
Let the wind send me into ecasty
Free and lifted I watch my storms evaporate
The wind, the road, the scenery
The all cooraporate
Let it swirl and twirl all around me
Because at heart I am really a gypsy
I will be set free
I will be lifted into ecasty
Im going to ride the wind!
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A tale of a Rose and Rain
I've heard of a tale that has been proven to fail
It is said Tears are like the Rain
Such a refreashment to a Rose
It blossoms and grows
Her colors vividly enhance
As the rains do their dance
Upon thy face they cancade
However, this individual flower fades
For too much has beat it down
The rose begins to drown!
Define thine delicate Rose
What a beauty!
One picks it and tries to save it
Place the Rose by thy nose
Aromas fill the holes
I shall give you my condolences
Behold! In thy hand
All your consequences
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Behind Green Eyes
You say her eyes are so bright and green
peircing you, your interested in whats within those green eyes
I look hard, deep into the mirror, I see them and they are not so clear
You may see lightness but within them there is darkness
Your daring her to jump, to take that leap
Knowing there will be troubles the she shall meet
You want her to live a fairy tale
Well she have something of a tall tell tale
Once was a girl so innocent and oh so sweet
She reached for a star, only to get burned that left a horrid scar
many cannot see
behind those green green, that looks so sweet
deep within them she is troubled and she weeps
For the star that burned her left a deep imprint of whats really out there
now very rarley she sees a bright brillant star
she hardly looks up for if she does she knows the troubles she shall meet
dare she to dream, dare she to take that gaint leap
there is a garuntee she will kick and scream
behind those green eyes is something you do not want to see
but maybe one day she shall be free
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Dark Nights
Dark nights, stars are burning billions of miles away, in the hollows of the black sky. That is how she feels all the time.
Dark nights, how will she navigate her way, find her way, when all she can see in the nothingness all around her.
Dark nights, she screams at the nothingness thats around her. she screams at the numbness inside her, the pains she cannot get away from, and the coldness that drowns her.
Dark nights, no one knows about the fights she fights alones, trapted inside her own self.
She is stuck in the darkness, the nothingness, and the numbness.
the dreadful dark nights she is comsumed by. she doesnt want no one's help. she wants to do this on her own.
dark nights, she is actually comfortable here. she is used to it here. she belongs here
at least for now.
Dark nights, it is her one place she is accepted. no one knows her, no one is there.
Dark nights, it is a place of her own. A place she created. no judgements.
The dark nights ask nothing of her, the dark nights has no expectations of her.
She owns the Dark nights.
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Chocked
Trees above her, below her, to each side of her
Fog obstracting her view, where should she be?
She cannot tell what day it is anymore than she can tell what time it is
which way should she turn?
The fog swallows her feet
When she thinks she has found the right path, she sees an opening...
Then the fog shollows it
She has been mislead again
...and again
......and again
She screams, shes tired, she is choked by the fog, betrayed by the trees
Feels like shes been here forever
Trees that dont talk back anymore
No one is there to guide her
She is lost
The trees and fog are making her second guess every step she makes
mocking her, humilating her, laughing at her
At one time she thought they would lead her
Following each way the breeze decided to sway the trees
Going with the fog because where there is fog there is water
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