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Hey Everyone! Im back finally. I went to Dallas for like a week and things did change and for some reason i got new perspectives of many things. lol. I had a lot of fun though and last night i went over to Juarez and went to that Fiesta over there and it was great i loved it. Ther was like al ittle circus there and it was awsome, Juarez is crazy but i like it. Havent practiced with my band in a while though, i better do so some time soon. Well I just wrote this poem here and this one is mostely for the people who feel lost in many ways, lost from finding love or just someone to be with. Or if things just havent been going right for you and just feeling like shit and loose faith in yourself. Well just remember that all goes well with faith and that with each wrong thing that happens to you that things get brighter and everything will be fine... Believe me, I know. Well This one is For you and Heather.. if you read this, I hope you like this one and hopefully it might make you feel better in some crazy way.. just hope you get the message.
Who I am ( Broken out of Death)
The Silver Indian walks higher through the flames with true fear
The wounds on my black heart bring only loneliness that’s unclear
And this true hatred and despair starts to shine very very bright...
I start to walk into the moonless night... and everything seems so right!
The Rope that binds my soul seems to get much looser
And I fly over the rockets and fight the soul abuser
I take over all my internal wounds and convert them into a magical field
I change my sadness and loneliness into a shield
I find my freedom and dance all night
my view may be blurry but I will always have a true sight
The emotional clown still plays the magical violin, looking for lost love I see my self in the broken mirror reflected by the tears of the dove
The Horses seem to pause once again
And the silver Indian burns the lucid sin..
And when things start to go all wrong, I begin to blame my self
And then my hope seems to lay on the highest shelf
And yet I haven’t found the courage to climb
but as I look upon that beautiful soul I begin to grow closer
She is the soul who made me realize that I can save my self and love her
I begin to realize she is an angel that cannot exist as my soul-mate
Then I start to loose my nerve again and enter the broken gate.
But then I only realized that I became a better person
In just a huge blast of a broken heart my life was not quite done
My life was only in the peak of beginning For life is truly worth living for.
For I choose to live for love, and not die for I have been dead for far too long... And now I open the door!!
This is who I am! Who I am. Who I am. Who I choose to be... ohhhh this is me!!!
And he I am to live again as only one person.... me No matter how bad things get.. I stand Tall
Well Take Care Everyone And bless ya all!! Bye! -Louie
Who I am ( Broken out of Death)
The Silver Indian walks higher through the flames with true fear
The wounds on my black heart bring only loneliness that’s unclear
And this true hatred and despair starts to shine very very bright...
I start to walk into the moonless night... and everything seems so right!
The Rope that binds my soul seems to get much looser
And I fly over the rockets and fight the soul abuser
I take over all my internal wounds and convert them into a magical field
I change my sadness and loneliness into a shield
I find my freedom and dance all night
my view may be blurry but I will always have a true sight
The emotional clown still plays the magical violin, looking for lost love I see my self in the broken mirror reflected by the tears of the dove
The Horses seem to pause once again
And the silver Indian burns the lucid sin..
And when things start to go all wrong, I begin to blame my self
And then my hope seems to lay on the highest shelf
And yet I haven’t found the courage to climb
but as I look upon that beautiful soul I begin to grow closer
She is the soul who made me realize that I can save my self and love her
I begin to realize she is an angel that cannot exist as my soul-mate
Then I start to loose my nerve again and enter the broken gate.
But then I only realized that I became a better person
In just a huge blast of a broken heart my life was not quite done
My life was only in the peak of beginning For life is truly worth living for.
For I choose to live for love, and not die for I have been dead for far too long... And now I open the door!!
This is who I am! Who I am. Who I am. Who I choose to be... ohhhh this is me!!!
And he I am to live again as only one person.... me No matter how bad things get.. I stand Tall
Well Take Care Everyone And bless ya all!! Bye! -Louie