As my feelings quote a note. That is inspired to drive the last tear inside you. As my feelings quote a note. That provokes you to stay on that road not yet foretold. As my feelings quote a note. To your dear heart, that is apart from tonight, she took everything inside. As my feelings quote a note. That rose from a fire to be on today's headline. As my feelings quote a note. That will not keep quiet in the loudest equalizer of life. As my feelings quote a note. To those reading this note, open your eyes and float.

Another one lies, guess it has to be fine by me. Another lie sets the hopes and breakage is the result. Another rand spent on hopes that are just in the mist. Another day spent in the pent of disappointment. Another lie which strays on the hunched back on a young old soul. Another lie which draws a smile on the weary accent that sounds soothing like cold soup from the oven. Another lie that sits on the tongue of the weak, the strongest hides in the shadows of doubt. Another lie which a diamond lying in the dirt is worthless. Another lie which accomplishes an escape goat that runs faster than a cheater.

So I dream of a dream neither beautiful nor sweet. A dream left in public but no one can find. A dream sold to billions with no price. A dream so young, you would say it's that old. A dream so true that you testify its a lie. A dream of reality in a dream. A dream washed by the stream but calm by the tsunami. A dream chaser living a dream running in circles. A dream that has been confused to a nightmare. There is no difference between a dream and a nightmare.  The only confusion is how you reacted when you were asleep. We fall asleep to see what happened tomorrow but wake up to forget what happened yesterday. In order to see, you must not see, in order to feel, you must not feel. If the glass is half full, its a stupid break through, if the glass is half empty, its a scientific breakthrough.
We dream to remember but wake up to forget.

Suspects met under the pine tree shadows at dawn. Time of meetings was around 7 while the parents were still stuck on the news channel. There was friendly commossion along with little giggles and tickles. Each meeting ended differently cause they would get hard. Then tears would be shed as they depart. Around mid night, over the phone, a scream was heard from a mile. A shot of two words killed the suspect, IT'S OVER. A direct hit to the head, down to the heart. His body was found in his bed, bleeding tears from his eyes and chest. With a unfinished note, If you are reading this now then I would be dead. No not killed by a criminal, but by feelings, by words not being shared. The toll was just too much, please find it in you to forgive me my ... That's all we have, yet.
This case continues, I will not rest until I find the other suspect.

Working day and night with a frown. Clocking with one or two people, forgetting that they have families. Death be not proud with no sense of pride. You walk around with no heart. You walk around with an empty mind. You have no emotion to your doings. You have no sense of thought to your tidings. I see you as a taboo. You never have the timing, but in the right place at the wrong time. I wish you no more to all of us. Death I dub u death on thyself. O dub thee to sleep forever, never come again with your pains of abundance. Death be not proud for all you bring is a tear full of frowns. No king bids u well, no king would even crown you prince.

This is another tale of a young mans story, of a girl who didn't say sorry for hurting him. Now his tears fill up river banks of streams. Silent screams want to take him alive while he derives to the utmost imprisoned life behind bars. Haha, its all a joke to the  loudest mimes who are running out of time. Its high time to shape up or shift out because prime time is behind the blind. Time flies to those sitting around, yet still to those buzzing around. She moved him in many steps, took him to many places. Most of all, she took his heart, tore it apart and depart, without a goodnight. Suicidal thoughts are never a bad choice, this what is called the test of love. To take the rope and a chair is a process to cut the air. To take a knife and cut his veins is a ****** mess.  He decides to take a deep breath and live.

As my feelings quote a note. That is inspired to drive the last tear inside you. As my feelings quote a note. That provokes you to stay on that road not yet foretold. As my feelings quote a note. To your dear heart, that is apart from tonight, she took everything inside. As my feelings quote a note. That rose from a fire to be on today's headline. As my feelings quote a note. That will not keep quiet in the loudest equalizer of life. As my feelings quote a note. To those reading this note, open your eyes and float.