If a heart was black,
And a punch was pink,
What would you think?
If love was grey,
And hate was yellow,
Would we still act mellow?
If a kiss was cold,
And spit was warm,
Would you be over me like a bee swarm?
If you were me,
And I were you,
What differently would you do?
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I wish life could remain just a mystery. Not planned out to become just history. When did the time of the unknown become old. To remain in books with pages to unfold. Where did all of that magic go.
Through roots and web Across stream and overhead We are the ones who's feet still feel Our mothers voice is close and it's real Some play with our ideas Say they're "children of the light" Some...
I have no time it is not mine, It flees away so swiftly. With hands I grasp As it rushes past, It simply slips right past me. To halt its course My will enforce, From its stream to be free.
Look and look and never find. Cloudy shadows fill your mind. Inspiration hides in your eyes. Love laces all your lies. Find your love and hold them near. Keep them close and hold them dear.
I'm a fire. I'll build your. Pyre. I'll set your heart aflame. I'm a sea. Come lay next to. Me. And I'll whisper to you your name. This name rings truth. For age and. Youth. This name is yours alone.
What is love But the absence of hate. An echoing void Into which we create What is love But a pardon of sin. A feeble excuse For those of our kin What is love Is it lust, is it more.
I wish wishes. Didn't exist. I wish the world. Was woven with bliss. I wish that life. Never took nasty twists. And that prayers. We're not needed. And that pain. Was a myth. I have a dream.
history isn't about equations. science. and plans. it's about life. impulse. insanity over sanity. vane over vanity. nothing but a plan to meet. all you can do is not trip up your feet.
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