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Stefan Stratton Apr 2014
Vogliamo che le cose,
ma cose diversi,
Tu sei il sole,
Io sono la luna,
Hai avuto bisogno del mio cuore,
Ma sempre appartenuto alle onde,
Cose diverse ...
Stefan Stratton Apr 2014
Eyelids fall heavy,
How peaceful my bed seems now,
Thoughts flow like rivers


I no longer cry,
But I am a bad liar,
Were not mine to love


Truth is,  I love you,
But I don't really know why,
Do I need reason?


Tell me how you really feel,
Like you're not the responsible one,
Filtering words like fine coffee.
Stefan Stratton Jul 2013
When I was little,
No one  taught me to see things out to the end,
I guess that's why I've always been so good at starting something,
And then making a bigger mess of it,
Now I've taken apart your soul into tiny little pieces,
And I won't be able to help you put it back together,
Because I still haven't learned how to do it for myself.
Stefan Stratton Mar 2011
I stepped outside and the air was crisp, not cold enough to make you cringe but enough to make you know  it was there. I could see your breath, the look on your face expressed innocence and in that instance I imagined the world from your point of view. A tingling sensation ran up my spine at the time I thought was a rush of cold air but realized it was something deeper. I looked around and noticed it was only you and I, but you didn’t notice me looking at you. Beauty was the first thought that came to my head for the setting was all to surreal. Almost how an insomniac feels in the middle of the night, not completely there. That’s when I snapped back and realized you staring at me and asked me what was wrong. I told you I was daydreaming. You placed my hand in yours and as we walked you smiled and once again that tingling sensation ran up my spine. I’ve never known love before but if I had to describe it, I would have to say this was pretty **** close.
Stefan Stratton Mar 2011
We meet alot of people in our day,
all their name we could not say,
some friendships fade, some friendships grow,
here's to friends we love and know,

some friendships are deep and long the last,
other are just mere twinkles from the past,
some friendships fade, some friendships grow,
here's to friends we love and know,

true friends are there when in need,
they'll be that push for you to succeed,
some friendships fade, some friendships grow,
here's to friends we love and know,

if you were once a friend of mine,
in my heart you'll stay until the end of time,
some friendships fade, some friendships grow,
... here's to friends we love and know.
Stefan Stratton Mar 2011
Oh, spider,
how you startle me,
from the corner of my eye,

Are you just as scared as I,
I'm infinitely bigger,
and you may think,

there are 8 of me,
but for reasons beyond myself,
you must be squished.

— The End —