

Your Heart Is Filled With Why.Your heart is filled with voices Telling you to fly Your mind is yelling back Telling you that you can’t cry The yearning in your blood Is pulsing into your heart Screaming that you cannot be apart Your limbs are heavy, turning into stone Your mind just wont let you goYour Heart Is Filled With Why.
All you want to do is not be alone Your soul cries out If you would only follow the roads Your stuck in this place Reasons unsure Mind a twist Heart full of hurt
Just one touch A kiss A hug Out of this giant puddle of muck
You scream  


WonderWhat goes through your mind at night? I wonderWonder
While your lost in dreams in such deep slumber When your head rests upon your pillow and you sigh Are you thinking of me?
I wonder
When you toss and turn, when nightmares glare
Do you dream of me? Am I there?
Is there light amongst the darkness? Is there a flame?
Is there a candle there? With your name? I wonder
When you fly amidst the heavens Locked within the moonlights gaze Does she smile upon you?
Does she give you praise?
Does she admire your beauty? Your Charm? Your grace?


"To Whom It May Concern"The purpose of this letter to enthrall, to inspire To light your inner most fantasies, your deepest fire"To Whom It May Concern"
To free you of the chains that bind To relinquish your desires that litters your mind
To reach within the deepest depth of your soul
To take heed of your body, to seize control
To lay you amongst a sea of flowers that bloom This letter, these words, love…is what they are set out to do
Fear not insecurities, for they are no matter
They are merely like a drop of paint, a meaningless splatter A dot on a map, a destination no one chooses
A game of cat and mo


DepthA blank page stares up at me Thoughts spinning at its hypnotic lines. Expression howls to be set free As all potential displays its mind.Depth
Gaze up and out beyond the stars To see reality's true desire. The echoes roll down from afar To rejoice in its eternal fire.
Time and Space are conjointed twins Whose purpose lies in premonition. They continue on, each with a grin Heedless of their intimate condition.
Like colors on canvas, words will blend, Their brilliance stunnig those who hear. They long for sentiment's l
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+"come now, my child, if we were planning to harm you, do you think we'd be lurking here beside the path in the very darkest part of the forest?"+
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That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
But, even that which kills me still, makes me stronger.
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Trashcn
~Deasa
Seeking a way out.
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"Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things that a man needs to believe in the most."
-Hub McCann,Secondhand Lions
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"Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things that a man needs to believe in the most."
-Hub McCann,Secondhand Lions
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"Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things that a man needs to believe in the most."
-Hub McCann,Secondhand Lions
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