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The moon rises and it falls once again
Thoughts consume me only to leave me in the end

Search my heart, search my soul
I can't deny who I am

Search my heart, search my soul
'cuz i can't describe them
not to their full extent

I tell YOU to search
I give YOU the power to prick and prowl around
See for yourself who I am and what I'm all about

i'd wish
I could have half the talent of some of you have
you could so easily and beautifully stain the pages
with your soul, your heart

you seem to have that tune inside you
and all you have to do, is write the notes out
you seem to have the perfect colors and shades of paint
and all you have to do, is splash them on there

maybe i'm too young to understand
i don't know much about life
i haven't been around that long
i haven't "grown"
i'm not mature
( i thought i was)

or

maybe, i should try using a dictionary
i could use a thesaurus
afterall, my vocabulary isn't...uh, what's that word again?

so, if you're the slightes interested
you search

go ahead and search every corner of my heart
go ahead and inspect all of the different colors of my soul
go ahead and make experiments, see what breaks me apart
go ahead and tick me off, see how i lose control

i dare you to take a look
(not a glance)
see what brings me joy
see how gentle i can be
see what troubles me
see how easily i can destroy
(when provoked)

so, go ahead
i invite you in my head
see how my imagination thrives
know that my imaination is vivid, i don't do art with knives
then again, i don't do it with words either

i see the pictures in my head
i know the thoughts inside out
yet, i can't seem to raise them from the dead

see
i want to write about the moon
and how it leaves too soon
i want to write about the sun
it gives light and warmth
but if you get too close or have too much
you get burned

BUT
all of that has been said and done before
so, i'll end this now

hopefully, someday...
i'll find the words
i'll find my colors
and i will finally be able to create
MY masterpiece

until then,
keep searching deep inside




***well, this isn't much, but, it was all that i could come up with. i just hope it doesn't stink so bad :)








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On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Kalibo (67) writes:
I liked this a lot. Such pure and powerful emotion. Awesome work. ~Amber


On Monday July 25th, 2005, ShardsofSilence (347) writes:
this was truly something...such raw emomtion strung together so intricately with words so beautiful..so lovely..so you =] i love it


On Wednesday July 20th, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy (475) writes:
this was totally excellent. and i feel the same way. most people would here i'm guessing. we are surrounded by mega-talent. but you have it too. just keep searching but also know that the search can never end ;)


On Tuesday July 19th, 2005, blue (1780) writes:
Ready?? ..I absolutely LOVED this write! So full of real emotion, and the courage you've displayed is outstanding. I've not read a more seemingly truthful write in a while. So very well done! ~b



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