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april-sparkman
april-sparkman
American I was born with a Roman heart and was raised by the wolves. A 18 year old girl with no where to go just trying to escape.
We are easily broken creatures, Like glass hearts that shatter. Victims of the ones we love, Slaves to affection. Hearts beat as one, Intertwined like grapevines.
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Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 3:57 PM UTC
Untitled
a whisper in the wind a clap of thunder in the night a kiss in the rain the chill of the night the stars in the sky the darkness all around the music that surrounds us the trees that sway the blood on the moon the knife that cuts the ghosts in an empty town the morning frost the call of the sparrow the shinning saphire
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Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 3:54 PM UTC
You are....
Good morning Good afternoon People rushing through life As it rains all day Running through the streets Wind sweeps by Hearts are pounding The sky is falling down I can't hold on The world is dying People are crying Everyone has gone crazy Suddenly the music plays Time seems to stop One last breath before the end We all grab hands and pray The world is ending and there's not much we can do I don't want to say goodbye.
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Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 3:48 PM UTC
The world ending
Everytime I see your face Everytime I see your smile I lose my head for a while I'm in a transe when your near me The smell of your skin is heavenly When you look at me, my knees are waeks and my heart stops The only problem is you make me help invisible. I never thought I could feel this way You're making me crazy You're all I can think about, you're in my dreams You're beautiful eyes are distracting When I hear your voice, my heart beats so loud It rumbles like an earthquack in my chest. I can't think straight I'm losing my mind My heart belongs to you, I wish you were mine You hold the key, unlock my heart, free me Release happiness from inside of me Hold me my darling, and put your lips on mine Your such an angel, how do I know your real Don't you see me, come to me The only problem is you make me fell invisible.
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Dec 19, 2010
Dec 19, 2010 at 3:46 PM UTC
Invisible
In life there is a beat. The beat is coming from my soul within. And with that beat you'll hear a scream. Coming from my hearts waking dream. The dream is where my love is found. My love is tied into knots. To untie them I can never stop. If I stop this freight train in my brain, The music would slowly fade away. Without music it tears a hole, Into my body's living soul. From that hole I start to bleed, A hidden truth from inside of me. To see the hidden I need to cry, Pure, clear tears like a looking glass. Through the glass that cuts so deep, It becomes a window to a sea of stars. They live forever among us. When the tiny bits of light disappear, The sun light breaks though all barriers. Crickets chirp and birds sing, Natures beautiful song. Every song needs music. In usic there is a beat.
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Dec 18, 2010
Dec 18, 2010 at 1:05 PM UTC
Circle of Music