Is all we are,
In the end.
You may wish Armani,
You may Superdry,
You may seek Ferrari,
But all I ask is Why?
Ashen bones, my friends
Is all we are,
In the end.
That's why art and verse,
And music and song,
Are our universe,
And will be here when we are gone.
Live the life creation,
Make tapestries of imagination,
Pro-create, imaginate,
Leave a piece of your soul to this nation!
Because;
Ashen bones, my friends
Is all we are,
In the end.
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I can feel the world in my lungs. Breathe with me....
It may not have happened yet, But it won't be long until you fret. You will die, a deathly phrase, Used in one of Shakespeare's plays.
Live each week. As your last my friends. For everyone knows. The current trends. Live each week. As your last my friends. For everyone knows. When it must end. Live each day. As your last my friends.
When minutes become unbearable. And the hours follow suit. Put all time in your past. Let it not destroy you. These measurements of time. Mean little at our end. We aren't remembered by our hours.
What is this, this right and wrong. Who says nay and where does right belong. Is Aristotle in his thoughts so right. To say that right is on the side of might. Where do i lay my head at night.
What do I Need to be. How can my life evoke change.
Why even talk. The words hold no value they are meaningless. Talk the talk but can you walk the walk. Talk is cheap. Words have no materialistic value. Penny for your thoughts. No I didn't think so.
Some lines taken from songs by Jewel First we're young, then we're old, Summer fades, then it's cold, We're passing through, then passing on, And time marches on, till it's all gone.
It's been said life's eternal, that deaths only the horizon, I'm a wordstress vast and free, I know what I really want to be, I feel my souls an infinite space, transient mirror image in its...
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