As I stare at this hour glass of flesh, I wander between my body’s
and my mind’s eye. Fixed on a point now, curious of hereafter; I should feel
blessed, I’ll never age, grow hateful and old. Too many live their life in
reverse.
Why shouldn't I? Stand the test of time through trial and all of
that which it brings; lust, greed, scorn, and illusion. Now that, as alluring
as it may be…I shall have to decline.
Wow this so' lovely!!! :) Some real inspirational write here :) well done and love the form :) Thanks for sharing :) cant wait to see more of your work :)
-Drake :)
Posted 10 Years Ago
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It's like I know you for years, your style, your way of wording things, your music choice, wonderful, all in the deepest sense of being. Sometimes, feeling as you describe here, is needed... great work...
I'm honestly very moved by this. Your words mixed with the crying sound of the cello.. It's dramatic and quiet at the same time. So impressive. Life here is an illusion, and I often have to remind myself of it.
I am a dreamer, shut out from the world around me, trapped in dream and memory.
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