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Dear:
"Clouds and the gathering of crowds remind me of the times I'd hear it every other hour. It's something that took me Forever to digest, but even longer to devour. I tried looking for the things I could really call 'ours', whilst reminiscing of the time I saw your favorite flowers on a day the sun hid behind these concrete and glass towers; housing life that dragged on as everyone hums along to their favorite song, going about their way to local diners and bars. No one knows that my favorite songs play while I'm gazing at the stars; so close and yet so far - Wishing you and I could be on Mars or better yet, take your fingers and run them through the night, to my delight, without a single cloud in sight; just my love and I shrouded in the moonlight. I can't hide it. I'm ready to bite my tongue off from excitement, but I need to slow down and realize I remain unaffected because everything you did was deflected. Yet, the heart remained unprotected after being dissected; refusing to heal. I was only able to feel the skin peel off me, proving to be the ultimate test for my nerves of steel - It was then I knew I shouldn't dare to push this nightmare any further.
So let me rest until Sunrise; closed eyes.
Then open them and tell you what I see; whatever that may be.
I'd trade this Texas summer's heat for your heartbeat, just to kill the noise, leaving me your voice.
Set me free, but only with your voice -
Reach for me, but only with you voice...
Thought I knew what good dreams really felt like -
So please stay the night; 'til we're one with the sunlight.
And then look at me.
Take for instance, on days I'd observe you from a distance, I wished you'd speak to me. I grew weak every time you approached me; still I wanted to stay close - Real close, even closer than your foes. Without a doubt; just to uncover mysteries that no one asks about. I apologize in advance if you believe in me because it's odd welcoming change, as strange as that sounds...
But I still want to take you up to the clouds, for I'm filled with hatred for the hounds below me and everything they owe me. I'll be ready to go when you show me you are too; think of it as your greatest breakthrough.
All the odds are against us; it's the end of times and humanity is in decline –
I'm waiting for my cue to erase the line I've been forced to draw in the dirt since nobody on earth knew because nobody on earth asked about something which was turned into a meaning:less task; a chore. I know you'll adore me, temporarily ignore me and then momentarily implore to be forgiven, when it's too late to get even and when you're already dead amongst the living. Luckily, that pleases and releases me from all regret and now I'm ready take the final step and reject anything I get because you took a part of me. And your Echoes will always follow me and hollow me out every time I'm hit with the thought of a drought in which I'm somehow drowning myself in writing and I'm not even fighting for air anymore. And I'll just drift away, longing for the day when we stare down at our planet once again; home to everything that was ours. And the best part is that I'll keep a meteor shower at arm's length, so the cosmos will witness "our" combined strength.
But until then…
Let me rest until Sunrise; closed eyes.
Then open them and tell you what I see; whatever that may be.
I'd trade this Texas summer's heat for your heartbeat just to kill the noise, leaving me only your voice.
Set me free, but only with your voice -
Reach for me, but only with your voice...
Thought I knew what good dreams really felt like -
So please stay the night; 'til we're one with the sunlight.
Then look at me -
And bring back what they took from me.
Do you see me now?"
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"Clouds and the gathering of crowds remind me of the times I'd hear it every other hour. It's something that took me Forever to digest, but even longer to devour. I tried looking for the things I could really call 'ours', whilst reminiscing of the time I saw your favorite flowers on a day the sun hid behind these concrete and glass towers; housing life that dragged on as everyone hums along to their favorite song, going about their way to local diners and bars. No one knows that my favorite songs play while I'm gazing at the stars; so close and yet so far - Wishing you and I could be on Mars or better yet, take your fingers and run them through the night, to my delight, without a single cloud in sight; just my love and I shrouded in the moonlight. I can't hide it. I'm ready to bite my tongue off from excitement, but I need to slow down and realize I remain unaffected because everything you did was deflected. Yet, the heart remained unprotected after being dissected; refusing to heal. I was only able to feel the skin peel off me, proving to be the ultimate test for my nerves of steel - It was then I knew I shouldn't dare to push this nightmare any further.
So let me rest until Sunrise; closed eyes.
Then open them and tell you what I see; whatever that may be.
I'd trade this Texas summer's heat for your heartbeat, just to kill the noise, leaving me your voice.
Set me free, but only with your voice -
Reach for me, but only with you voice...
Thought I knew what good dreams really felt like -
So please stay the night; 'til we're one with the sunlight.
And then look at me.
Take for instance, on days I'd observe you from a distance, I wished you'd speak to me. I grew weak every time you approached me; still I wanted to stay close - Real close, even closer than your foes. Without a doubt; just to uncover mysteries that no one asks about. I apologize in advance if you believe in me because it's odd welcoming change, as strange as that sounds...
But I still want to take you up to the clouds, for I'm filled with hatred for the hounds below me and everything they owe me. I'll be ready to go when you show me you are too; think of it as your greatest breakthrough.
All the odds are against us; it's the end of times and humanity is in decline –
I'm waiting for my cue to erase the line I've been forced to draw in the dirt since nobody on earth knew because nobody on earth asked about something which was turned into a meaning:less task; a chore. I know you'll adore me, temporarily ignore me and then momentarily implore to be forgiven, when it's too late to get even and when you're already dead amongst the living. Luckily, that pleases and releases me from all regret and now I'm ready take the final step and reject anything I get because you took a part of me. And your Echoes will always follow me and hollow me out every time I'm hit with the thought of a drought in which I'm somehow drowning myself in writing and I'm not even fighting for air anymore. And I'll just drift away, longing for the day when we stare down at our planet once again; home to everything that was ours. And the best part is that I'll keep a meteor shower at arm's length, so the cosmos will witness "our" combined strength.
But until then…
Let me rest until Sunrise; closed eyes.
Then open them and tell you what I see; whatever that may be.
I'd trade this Texas summer's heat for your heartbeat just to kill the noise, leaving me only your voice.
Set me free, but only with your voice -
Reach for me, but only with your voice...
Thought I knew what good dreams really felt like -
So please stay the night; 'til we're one with the sunlight.
Then look at me -
And bring back what they took from me.
Do you see me now?"
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Echoes (Clouds) was inspired by the song Winter Lane by DSK and other events that took place a few months ago.
Make what you want of it and let me know what it is.
Although not as good as my previous stuff, (See. XoXo, Magnetic) this one holds a lot more secrets than the rest. It basically speaks about deep thought and finding more than just comfort in everyday things, places and faces and the path to disassociation from these things. Also about cause and effect, unnecessary evil, living in the past and holding grudges.
If you're really good, you just might be able to sing along to the beat, I wrote it that way. It's not required though.
Part of the Heart:less collection - A 2-year compilation of verses, short stories and original artwork.
Make what you want of it and let me know what it is.
Although not as good as my previous stuff, (See. XoXo, Magnetic) this one holds a lot more secrets than the rest. It basically speaks about deep thought and finding more than just comfort in everyday things, places and faces and the path to disassociation from these things. Also about cause and effect, unnecessary evil, living in the past and holding grudges.
If you're really good, you just might be able to sing along to the beat, I wrote it that way. It's not required though.
Part of the Heart:less collection - A 2-year compilation of verses, short stories and original artwork.
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Definitely hear the beat... Whenever I read your writing I always get this image in my head... sitting in a big throne-like chair, in the dark, staring at a crystal ball and seeing all these images light up inside it as I read, and as the end draw closer there's this overwhelming surge of emotion coming out onto the surface and at the very end you hear the crystal ball breaking, repeatedly...the sound of breaking glass becomes louder and louder and then disappears completely. It's sort of like singing a lullaby to a baby and right before it's about to fall asleep you slap it in the face...
My point... I like this.
My point... I like this.