Jul 01, 2005 03:39
Soo, the destnation of the foarmer streets leading to your home are the the most inprinter in my mind
The lands further than miles and your nearer than my own bed it seems...I would cross seas to find crazy people leading me. These lines circle in patterns ...the path in life comes forth the comming of the new beginning. Your new best friend comes to heart...the porch of sounds ring in my head. Screen doors, crincking floor.
Today it seems all I was looknig for came true. What I have wrote abotu for so long to exprercne. I am lost in the world underneth the light. the cycle spins in perpatical motion. I have no nnostion to the speed.. it's blinding me.crazy as my speach. as I spit randomling
towards these blank walls hoping to paint a meral for all to seak cause. the death move like a swaying tree falls apart and generates rapodly. Leaves are falling poeple are dieing and all we see the nothing future we aut to be. But i am not afraid...strange shaded faces could light my day. I see nothing but beauty in this world ..forgeting cycle bluring spin
I am done...PeAcE