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 Apr 4 Lulu Sarmiento
kris
When there is nothing left to say
And you don't know what to pray--
God knows what's in your heart,
The Spirit did He impart.
When the words don't come, the Spirit reads your heart.
 Apr 4 Lulu Sarmiento
Dirt
I’m standing here, outside your door

Tell me what’s behind your secret war

Take my hand, guide me through your storm

Lead me to the place where we’re reborn


Don’t cry, love me till the morning light

Make this moment feel like it’s all right

Tell me I won’t have to leave tonight

Pretend we’re safe from the world’s sharp bite


Hold me close, don’t let this slip away

Keep me here, in the silence we’ll stay

Forget the time, forget the coming day

In your heart, I’ll find a place to lay
It’s  a grey sky with hint of  clouds
Warm humid air along the atmosphere
Upbeat day
Enjoying the heat
When its hard to swallow
Overcome by sorrow
Love defiance rings true

Wide awake to face tomorrow
reality overtakes you
Precondition to hate the truth

We won't accept the punishment
Angst alone is a testament
Rage against the machine
Right where I want to be

Displays what wants to be
Disregard my demeanor
Busy bringing my loved ones through the ringer
I look for you in every person I meet
Pieces
Fragments
An eye color or smile line
Your favorite song, movie
The scent of you
All of my demons stayed quiet
Because we all loved listening to you
Yo no sé nada de la vida,
yo no sé nada del destino,
yo no sé nada de la muerte;
¡pero te amo!

Según la buena lógica, tú eres luz extinguida;
mi devoción es loca, mi culto, desatino,
y hay una insensatez infinita en quererte;
¡pero te amo!
I said, "No,
it's my turn
to watch
you
burn."
A song is sung
A song is felt
Constantly heard,
From the chirps of birds
Birds dance
Birds sing
Emotions are felt
Through the song they sing

If you listen it’s there
If you feel it, It’s felt
But do are you really feeling it?
Do you really listen to the bird’s song?

A dance, A song
You watch as it plays along
Colors flash as pitch change
A song is just a song
While the birds sing
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