It seams when you least expect it... you're running down a rollercoaster with no brake lever, stop on sight, or arm to hold on to... but that's life, the rush is what keeps the taste of life in our tongues, as spicy as ever!
Time as been splitting up the notions one has... it somehow, brakes the void and reaches in, deep within our chests to light a long lost fire once lit... it's something no person controls, it's a feeling slowly heating up our souls...
Souvenirs keep pilling up on memories, and we should remember them in future ocasions.
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I feel the ropes of the ship tightening as the wind picks up... The boards crank and moan as if they had something to say, As the silence ar...
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Well I can see you're giving up... Laying the towel on the floor, And packing your bags close to the door... As the bed is scarce of spa...
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Have I told you how much I love having you with me? Or how beautiful is the rain when it touches the sea? Could it perhaps be compared to a ...
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