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And there's the possibility of saying it's written by inspiration



And there's the possibility of saying it's written by inspiration
By JoanneFlowers on 12/09/2009
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Shines delirium of love





"Guessing you would smile again if I told you how amazed I am... But I will not nor will I guess it''s because of your precious words, rather then your brilliance of another point of view in a world filled with amazement in emotions I could never even if I tried, compare to other..So I will just let you know that it''s all about the words you make me linger on an awesome sort of cliffhanger to hold on to, even though you''ve got no need for holding on, I know.. You might have figured me out, you know don''t you?.. yeah that it''s always about life..Life.. so I wish you will hold on to words and let it consume your inner mind at the same time it does things to your heart even if you wont even recognize any change. And I might also be able to say that you''ve reached lower regions or perhaps just a deeper inside of me not from an eye that seems to yonder and amaze by dreams come closer just being able to see the possibility to smell my neck my hair and touch my cheek with compulsive lips.. I''m only guessing this is the railway.. without any turns cause we''ve already made them.. through a time that never really existed. And It started to rain (as I thought it would) one simple innocent feeling of, or thought in how your life is treating you.. Dear, it made my eyes weep and me to clinch by my window.. pressing my face against the glass.. wishing I could stay close by and with the warmth from my body embrace your shivers where you''re lying alone in your cold bed.. hoping to be able to dream this day.. compulsive mind holding on to pain.. somewhat somehow dream at least something.. I feel the pain you''re trying so hard not to hold on to.. And I wish you wouldn''t believe, I wish you''d know.. that I''m standing here, sharing it all.. without hesitation.. without any choice.. Cause you''ve always been there.. And I will always, be the ghost standing beneath your feet when they''re cold..and when you are .

Slowly I concentrate my simple mind but Oh so strong heart from the moment you reached into me, trying to touch the very center of your heart, will I stand there not because you''ve asked me too, nor because of some silly childish dream of some kind of fairytale believe.. just because that''s just plainly me and you.."





Breathing for a while
and in that while
I''m writing my lines

© By JoanneFlowers On 12/9/2009 6:06:55 AM
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