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Brick by brick
the (our) foundation's laid
Brick by brick
your soul (hope) is made
Brick by brick
you'll make it through.
Brick by brick
there's nothing we can't do.
Hold together as we build
something in which to rely
much like the changing seasons
that sleep outside my bedroom door.
Forget everything you've known
it's always going to mess up
hold on tight
in this spiral hell
we have nothing left to see.
Touch peace before you loose grasp
and look to rebuild this foundation
brick by brick
piece by piece.
Step by step
you work on motion
Step by step
you forget all notion
Step by step
look down and watch close
Step by step
maybe to find what no one else knows.
Hold back and look over
everything you know and think
you might just find your perspective
wired.
Touch careless wind
it's just out of reach
take you higher
before straight down
at least you took the chance to fail.
Don't look back
we will build this world
step by step
piece by piece.
Hit by hit
bruised a little bit more
Hit by hit
I knew I was always a whore
Hit by hit
you knock me down
Hit by hit
always a clown.
Hold on for the ride
hits take you higher
only to fall down with speed
unmatched by time.
Touch upon experience
it was never good expect for show
like the glowing sun
and far distant moon
touching my soul to pieces.
Breathe in deep to hold back tears
you'll hold on to everything
hit by hit
piece by piece.
-If only...-
:No:
the (our) foundation's laid
Brick by brick
your soul (hope) is made
Brick by brick
you'll make it through.
Brick by brick
there's nothing we can't do.
Hold together as we build
something in which to rely
much like the changing seasons
that sleep outside my bedroom door.
Forget everything you've known
it's always going to mess up
hold on tight
in this spiral hell
we have nothing left to see.
Touch peace before you loose grasp
and look to rebuild this foundation
brick by brick
piece by piece.
Step by step
you work on motion
Step by step
you forget all notion
Step by step
look down and watch close
Step by step
maybe to find what no one else knows.
Hold back and look over
everything you know and think
you might just find your perspective
wired.
Touch careless wind
it's just out of reach
take you higher
before straight down
at least you took the chance to fail.
Don't look back
we will build this world
step by step
piece by piece.
Hit by hit
bruised a little bit more
Hit by hit
I knew I was always a whore
Hit by hit
you knock me down
Hit by hit
always a clown.
Hold on for the ride
hits take you higher
only to fall down with speed
unmatched by time.
Touch upon experience
it was never good expect for show
like the glowing sun
and far distant moon
touching my soul to pieces.
Breathe in deep to hold back tears
you'll hold on to everything
hit by hit
piece by piece.
-If only...-
:No:
Literature
Succumbing to Water
"Succumbing to Water"
A million snowflakes descending,
each one
different.
Which watery design
is your death?
Perhaps it is
the foamy monstrous walls
rising
rising
falling.
You're crushed by an ocean.
Or the river pulls and
you drift along.
Deaf ears don't hear
the resounding smash
of water
breaking like glass on deadly rocks.
Blind eyes refuse to see
the edge.
Maybe a drop of rain
touches you, tracing
a line on your face
and
you
Literature
Digging
Miriam always looked worse in hotel mirrors. There was something about the lighting in these places. Maybe it was the drying effect of the unfamiliar water or the biological washing powder on the sheets and towels. Maybe it was the aging effect of a full English breakfast every morning, clogging her arteries and colon, writ large across her pores.
Whatever the cause, a pallid, dry, wrinkle-faced hag with frizzy greying hair watched Miriam brush her teeth.
It was 6am according to her elderly Nokia. The wall clock in her room wasn’t working. She wasn’t sure what year it had stopped at roughly quarter past three, but the hands
Literature
Water
(Your POV)
It’s like liking a wine. A pure, alluring, irritating, mindless and lovely glass of wine. You get in the habit of one- not one like a drug , but still one to take you pretty over the edge. It’s tasty, mindless and your lost like a love lost fool. You get over it eventually, like you would with a past love or crush. What you need, what you want and always did was… water. The only thing that can cure you, ease you and give your mind relief is a glass of water. Because water is pure, healthy. It does not deceive your mind like other juices and illustrious things. It lets your mind breathe, think and live- it lets
We play god everyday.
Why do you just smile.
I think we've forgotten
what pain really feels like.
Why do you just smile.
I think we've forgotten
what pain really feels like.
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that's really nice
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me likes a lot
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