Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Will You Still Love Me When I Am .....

He try to rob the music and pull the cloud out from under me, 
except the music is in my heart and the dance is with my soul. 

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The heavy of darkness was lifted, 
when I realized that spring is with 
me twelve months a year. 

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Everything has a breaking point, 
a rock takes a little longer. 

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Once upon a time....

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Silly smiles are equal to warm memories. 

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Only a fool lets go... even when hanging from a thread. 
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1 comment:

Penny said...

You are AWESOME!!!