Turn around-
Where did you go?
I search up high,
I search down low.
You follow me around,
But I never see!
You're quite literally,
Attached to me!
I walk down the ally,
I run down the street!
Wherever I go,
We strangely seem to meet.
You're in the sun,
But hiding in the dark.
Tailing my steps,
Lurking like a shark.
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Flaming flowers dance on the sun, Oh what it must be, to have such fun. We never shall know the joy that is known, To those beautiful flames as they twirl on their own.
Every life is like an orchestra The flute, tuba, drums, chimes, trombone, oboe... You are the conductor of your own life.
~I wrote this half asleep and I don't really like it, but I thought I'd post it anyway :P~ My bubble has a membrane, thin yet strong, I high-five its inner walls knowing something's wrong, I cannot...
A myriad of colours make up our life; A composite for every emotion. Sombre shades for darker times; Vivacious tones for love and devotion.
Life is like a movie. You make all those films. You are involved in a combination of roles. Scriptwriter, Director, Photographer, Actor, Instructor and production team.
Somedays I wake up and I just feel like I've been surrounded by 50 thousand wallpapers Slowly I try to tear pieces and pieces of wallpaper off just to see there's another layer laying there I don't...
She is a cruel mistress, Many a solid man distress, Cold lashings dealt without remorse, Easily drifting far from course.
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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