Tag: LIFE

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a toast

your arms like candy around me at nightdown the street I see the lights I thought the time was running by my mind was running on timeI thought I knew what I wantedI thought my love for you,was something truebut I was runniN

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kiss of life

heaven was a visionI dreamt of 40 timesnothing sufficedthe life or thirst I rendered.

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every day

sitting in front of a familiar door and feeling nothingit’s interesting because I used to feel-feel it every day

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a love not(e)

hey babe I’ll be out –opening doors for myselfand finding new beautyto be grateful for

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bourbon

I’m on an island AND EVERYTHING I’m WRITING IS ANOTHER TEAR OF SILENCEwho rides down

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change is possible

the objective is to continueto look back and discoverthat I have been many peoplein one lifeto understand that changeis possible Spanish version: cambio es posible el objetivo es continuarmirar atrás y descubrirque he sido mucha genteen una vidapara entender que el cambioes posible

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sometimes

somehow we’re carried along in and out of situations in different places between multiple characters of things and people.all along we are left imprints and leave imprints —know answers or know nothing.

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good riddance

old doors a ruinwhere did your soulwalk to dresses dryingin the lawn

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vital and fruitful

feeling and it feels goodwhen the season of the airchanges with the season of my life feeling beautiful

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noises circa ’16

there was a faint knock on the bedroom door that crept up the wall, inside my ears, and into my dream.the knock raddled the door making noises and it felt so real,with the presence of you screaming at me in my dream. again, the knock hit rising louder and my head turned the pillowi suddenly woke up and opened my eyes, widelooking at the … Read More noises circa ’16

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reality

write something real i told myselfwrite something people understand something they can relate to but is my rhythm not realis being misunderstood not the realest i could get to being human, to being merelation is chosenis it not?

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home

a feather of troubleflowing in the winddoubling my flight high and lowi find my mind it’s unwound in your arms