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As I see it... I am, as I see it, not apposed toAs I see it... by ~PickingupthePieces
Infinity lost in someones eyes,
Endless winding rivers flowing soul deep,
Waters gently caress the surface
Of blissful pastures as
Gazes meet like sunrise to the twilight.
I am, as I see it, Reaching for treasures
Buried in mountains of emotion,
Beautiful brush strokes illuminate
Colored with evening sky paint,
This breath taking artist makes
Each stroke a creation.
I am, as I see it, my souls vehicle
For which my journey is romance,
Like a hearth in winters bitter cold I warm.
I warm souls cold and lost in the night,
My heart is warm with tenderness
Each passing second an eternity.
Sta.sh
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
kelly
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I don't think I could ever settle down though, there are so many cultures that I love; I would be half in and half out of any world I tried to live in.
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
Put up some poetry, mmkay?
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This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
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It's not always about the content. It's about the concept.
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"Portishead spent hours in the bathroom, carving intricate spirals into her thighs and forearms with a razor blade. Years after you broke up, you run into her at a party. She is entirely covered in scar-tissue swirls, and radiant."
--Jeph Jacques, artist