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On a day quite like this Two summers ago I met a young girl Who's name I don't know She had wavy white hair And was quite small in size But it was not only this That came as surprise Her...
#Myth This is the story of a young girl, Who fell in love with a man who became her world. She didn't have the words to describe how she felt. But she knew deep inside that he made her heart melt.
[Intro]. (spring breeze blowing spring leaves). Faint 8/8 cymbal beat. Sweeping Piano. 'we can start to to to to. dawn here'. (distant choral voices). Cello provides a dramatic, theatrical intro.
I am a swan. So elegant and white. Spreading each wing. As i take flight. Lifting up high. Above the ground. Making my wings move. Producing a sound. Each elegant move. As i sore above the sky.
Her voice seeps into my veins. Those red lips send shives down my spine. The words that turn my brain. The theme to a lifetime. Brooklyn born, tough as New Jersey.
Billy the bird no longer cared, he simply refused to fly anywhere. He stood on his branch not wanting to go, he stood in the rain and he stood in the snow.
The sky was light,. For now at least,. The clouds were white,. The dark had ceased,. The Sun awoke,. And found the crown,. Beside him, yet he'd,. Still a frown,. "Why does she do this,. Every night,.
You took me to the palace for a high tea served for two, You found out all about be and I found out about you, The classical quartet played a soft tune upon the stage, While we sipped our tea and...
Flying high. Shallow breath. Lightheaded thoughts. Whimsical Death. Like a dream. No trouble, no rush. No anything, really. Quiet now, hush. Let him take you away. On his grand onyx steed.
Shimmering, ruby towers circle into the gleaming, gold heavens. Glistening, diamond waterfalls cascade over glittering, scarlet rock. A majestic land of peace shines in the dazzling, amber sunlight.
@LittleKitten He's different. His eyes are the colour of rubies And his hair a snowy grey, As if he was decorated with a Christmas tree in mind; The silver tinsel And the glowing red lights.
I came 2 this world riding on a star with a dream in my hart just 2 see her with the power 2 stop time 2 fight on tel she's mine and look straight in 2 death and with my last breath and scream u got...
Ruben climbed his ladder high. Every rung, up to the sky. As sleepily, the world below. Began to quiet down and slow. As it was with every night,. Rubens job was to hide the light.
There is a mythical place. Where few have dared to go. Where fantasy and legend lie. In wait for those wanting to know. It's secret is hidden behind. The Mystique Waterfall. Mysterious wonders await.
Story Time.. I watched the sun rise over the ocean today, though the sight is nothing compared to the sun peeking through the valleys between the mountains.
Slowly, I loop the cotton through the eye of my needle, and thread it through.
She swept in. Cold and pale. Gray as tin. Whispy and frail. She hushed my thoughts. Blew in the wind. Her hair tied in knots. At me she grinned. She never whispered a word. She was clear.
Say ta-ta to Milky Way as we're going up, up and away. Higher than the waves of cirrus you see, gyrating, putting nimbus' rain at sojourn and flee.
Where rivers run and the tide seeps away, Lies a secret kept alone until this day, Sinking back in to the haunts of old, Words and whispers not to be told, The space between the moon and stars, And...
My love is on the broken wings of a fallen angel. Her tears dropping on the soft ground as flowers blossom beside her though not to cheer her up, but to take joy in her misery.
Mirror me in the mirror Room blanketed in black Gonna make things appear clearer He'll thank me when I'm back A trick from the past I'll try More than your basic scry A peer into how and...
An angel stood before me, With a halo above her head, Her dress was very pretty, 'Hello' was all she said.
For melody.
It is uncommon knowledge that the famous phrase from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, "Where art thou Romeo?" is actually a wrongly worded modification of the actual phrase, "Wherefore art thou...