

DiversityHazel eyes of artist's brow, Create a piece as dost they vow, They dream of color on easel's face, With hope of soprano and tone of bass.Diversity
Each color yet is but it's own, Though artist's hand, first breath is blown, The spice of red and glee of yellow, To form the dream, they fuse with fellow.
Friends cannot succeed without each other, No fruit of goals without their brother, A promise for a brighter sun; Collaboration of everyone.
The sliky pallor of desert ground Cannot be seen, lest orange is found. And orange, you see, cannot be made &n


VictimThe rose of crimson petals In that simple, fertile field Tainted with obsequiousnessVictim
She bows her head to the towering weed A gesture of humility The chosen path of words not spoken
Such error hast this comely blossom She wishes her last month for to have Seclusion from the outside landscape One sells her soul to the Devil
The path is taken She could have been encompassed by All one knows is good In the midst of all other flowers and plants
The nourishing sun on the horizon The playful wind in her petals; flicking About


Ode to the WillowThe willow tree in which I sit Beholds a splendor God placed in it The sagging fingers of earthly queen And mourner's tidings of which it's seen.Ode to the Willow
Her bark is pale as shining moon It wields a call like harper's tune Where dwarven echoes race to sounds Of queenly song and sacred grounds.
From spindly roots to savoir faire Perhaps she lost her king somewhere Amidst the passing of hastening time Or the wonders of ages past divine.
The wrinkles in her time wrought face Bring wisdom and grandeur to this place I scan the scene with wandering eyes


AwakeningWhen lights dim on broad, molten horizons And the stars are born of air and painters eyes, With irises of twinkling youth, and lashes of deep blue, The years of color swept up on father's knee, andAwakening
Left with whispered secrets of tomorrow. Wrinkled hands sweep blindly through
Caverns of doubt, and drink from the
Blackened goblet of uncertainty.
When might is dissolved from the fabric Of the tapestry of life, And innocence dances away on Airy notes of speckled daqn, With golden sighs of loss and guilt, Meshed in with the vortex of time.
Then, my
You really should post more...maybe you could post some of your song lyrics!!
Oh, and you might want to change your profile.. you're not 14 anymore
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"Who's more foolish? The fool or the fool who follows him?"
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I'd keep listening to what you have to say, but I also have the best interests of not becoming homicidal at mind, so I won't.
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Wyrd bið ful āræd...Destiny is all
Hwaer cwom meaduhealle? Hwaer cwom pipe cealliende?
Summarized Mr Darcy: "I was staring at her for ten minutes... Oh my gods I'm in love!"
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Wyrd bið ful āræd...Destiny is all
Hwaer cwom meaduhealle? Hwaer cwom pipe cealliende?
Summarized Mr Darcy: "I was staring at her for ten minutes... Oh my gods I'm in love!"
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Wyrd bið ful āræd...Destiny is all
Hwaer cwom meaduhealle? Hwaer cwom pipe cealliende?
Summarized Mr Darcy: "I was staring at her for ten minutes... Oh my gods I'm in love!"
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What is light is now dark,
And what is dark is now light.
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Number 100!! w00t! I'm 100 for both you and Matt now lol.
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You need to come on here more often! lol.
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