I've not been here long
I'm still exploring.
'Welcome to Opuss'
I thought it'd be boring
But to see all your poems
To feel and to read
They are quite inspiring
And I feel the need
To think up some words
To get pen and paper
(or my iPod screen)
And then I feel safer
I can tell all my stories
To people who love
To write and imagine
From their minds and above.
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If I could live my life as a rhyme, I would.
I'm feeling rather odd today, It's only opuss that I want to stay. Can't seem to tear my eyes from your words, Read stories of murder, and poems of birds.
Love can lift you higher than the mountains, Give you wings like no other bird. Love can clear away all you fears, Leave you full of life without single word.
The answer is very simple to me I write because it sets me free Weaving words with love together Let's me journey beyond forever Delving into my imagination Fills my heart with quiet elation From...
You are my muse. You help me not to blow a fuse. You inspire me every day. You affect me in every way. I believe everyone should be inspired. Even if they are tired. Inspiration keeps you wired.
Glistening shinning lights leads us all and listens to our plights. Shows us the way and makes us better everyday. Life is what we make it to be, I want you to be you and me to be me.
Do not be some thing I can see, Be the person you are meant to be, Be a wave across the sapphire sea, Be of life an escapee, No time to be a trainee, Life has no guarantee, So climb...
My name is purple. But I am not. I like to paint the town red. And let my mother see red. I like to attend a black-tie event. And see my friends get green with envy.
If I was a fruit I would be a watermelon. Hard on the outside. Inside so mellow. The green on the outside will be my cover. For the inside color I will save for my lover.
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