Awoken by crazy alarms
Water sliding off
Washing yesterday's story
Steaming the half hour away
Stand by the mirror
cooling by the fan,
filling the empty space.
Stepped out.
Feet by feet,
paced my way there.
Wondering what this day would bring me
or what it get me into,
Guess i was just asking the obvious.
There we stand,
swept up to the cell
The twinkle in their eyes,
never knowing what might happen next
(to be continued)
Whisk 'n' Bake Personal Nook 7/29/2003 11:33:00 PM
Sunday, July 27, 2003
Thinning the string
All the things that made it fragile
The world Spin by
We've been trapped in chains
Feeling Out of breath our spirits Wash..
There goes the days,
Am i ever gonna find out Releasing this Anchor Feels like the Sky is falling world on my back, my shoulders
breaking the limit
seems I'm closer to finding
(finding what i ask?)
Empty Space Await for my remedy,
In hopes that this too will pass
Questions will reform
Repeating again.
List gets longer
Lust lurks further.
Wait for the illusion of the perfect song . . .
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# Italics Titles of current ablum that never fails to mesmerize me
[Stanley Climbfall-Lifehouse]
Whisk 'n' Bake Personal Nook 7/27/2003 12:08:00 PM
