she loves everything about art,
she knows how draw, she know all the ideas, where to picture them, and she knows all the song, singing at the top of her lungs, while writting a poem, but she doesn't make what so called 'best' and she neither called her too, she pictured her life as a measurements in their eyes, what's best is not her at all, and so she remain at shaddows, cause she will never be at the spotlight.
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, we can feel people without knowing them too:)
angel nested in heaven made earth feel like hells of seven marked some scars in place of tears maybe not in my right to dear more for the blood is in the own but swear my love will be tamed on her stone ------ravenfeels
If she turned around
Started to walk away in a straight line Would she reach the end of the world? Would she? If she reached the end of the world It would be announced to the rest of the world Would it be the end of the world? Would it? She jumps off and into space Space a space to think Turn back and walk in a straight line Until she would be back to where she started
Made an ocean before a drop
Of water dried-up before it's mopped A shoot before the backdrop creative feeling before she gulped Beauty before the beholder or let say before he behold her Grown before she could be older Timid before, She is bolder Loved, before realizing they are **** Yet to get the love-in, but he has come He's here, she will yet describe him as gun Only shoots around, like he's as* god Now, she wished what was dim was clear Like courage coming before the fears She hoped this affair could be fair Like seeing the future before it appears -Pastorlee
If only we can know Tomorrow's end from to Today's end
But Today's end is just a start Well, will like to stay a start can just be the needed tip for the trip.
"thinking about the future... it scares me,"
"why?" "because you're venturing out towards the unknown..."
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, follow your dreams or they will<3
fed up on the revolt of the real locked myself behind the dreamy doors to an an evermore of a seal I seek you on the delves of the stormy spaces it's like a universe I called came back with answers to shock faces your name I heart you speak and led lights illuminate it sparked on my heart when duty calls I fade in -------ravenfeels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, why does it seem like we abandon the other planets?:)
threatened on the nights on the skeptic luxuries they ignite other insecurities come to highlight abandoning wants of dark carries that were once in hindsight not sure if marvelous from the precious of the might hopes tied clouds of mutual Venuses or Mercurys to collide on backgrounds of relate of lonely to define styling a vintage glass of polished wines not a drink but the dime not a dime but the inside -------ravenfeels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, don't really know what I'm trying to say here;}
every word in poetry I want written on my stone in the cemetery they fly in the perspective in every human eye changed-disrespective no faults on the creation all undeniable artistic behavior faithful not for me loyalty not a word to my savior hands barely reaching a touch others marvelous not asking much -------ravenfeels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, waste before you taste cries:\
holding me this way never thought id never wanna leave -------ravenfeels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, never give me:]
search the olds never the least clung onto hopes I hope to cheer drag the stick and flick them bright get the ignite and force a light for to be fight -------ravenfeels