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I love to write and I love to read. I decided to create this blog in order to share some of my favorite writing by many word artists and to introduce some of my own writing. I am still learning and in no way claim to be a great writer but I am trying my hand at some different styles and ideas. So please, share your thoughts and even some of your own writing! If you have any criticism for me I would love to read it so don't be shy. Thank you for reading and hopefully for writing.
I Will Possess Your Heart
How I wish you could see the potential,
the potential of you and me
It's like a book elegantly bound,
but in a language that you can't read just yet
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
There are days when outside your window,
I see my reflection as
I slowly pass
And I long for this mirrored perspective,
when we'll be lovers,
lovers at last
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
You reject my advances and desperate pleas
I won't let you, let me down so easily, so easily
~Death Cab for Cutie
the potential of you and me
It's like a book elegantly bound,
but in a language that you can't read just yet
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
There are days when outside your window,
I see my reflection as
I slowly pass
And I long for this mirrored perspective,
when we'll be lovers,
lovers at last
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time love,
you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love,
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
You reject my advances and desperate pleas
I won't let you, let me down so easily, so easily
~Death Cab for Cutie
How to Disappear Completely
That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Radiohead (Album: Kid A)
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Radiohead (Album: Kid A)
I Died for Beauty, but was Scarce
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?"
For beauty," I replied."
And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
by Emily Dickinson
And covered up our names.
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?"
For beauty," I replied."
And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
by Emily Dickinson
And covered up our names.
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1 comment:
Haha...it took me like 5 mins to try and figure out what that word was. At first I thought you meant "protagonist." ha. I'm silly.
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