Thursday, April 15, 2010
The Song.
Play the song loudly and hear it because you like it. Not because you want them to hear you liking it.
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I can only hope that the memories will never fade in anyone's mind. Even when we only have glossy covered pictures reminding us of yesterday. If only I had a picture of today from our hearts, for the cover of the scrap book in my mind. Please, paint me a picture of today before tomorrow takes it away.
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- Battle of Glass.
- In circles.
- The corner offfice of my mind.
- The Children Of Time.
- The city that forgot to paint the Sun.
- The fire in the smoke.
- The end bit, is animated.
- Look inside; look inside your tiny mind, and play ...
- Yesterday, I slipped and fell backwards. Had a min...
- Hidden meanings.
- The Layers Unseen.
- The catwalk in the sky.
- Don't wait for a fullstop.
- Shades.
- The Song.
- The Look.
- The Grass
- The remembering.
- The Missing Exclamation Marks
- So you wrote words on the walls of the prison. N...
- Let's run around in the malls. Let's drive very fa...
- The best way to run into traffic.
- The place where you get off.
- The person you are is better than the ghost you were.
- The Stranger In You
- The Law of the little.
- Man, of today, has always sought out pleasures and...
- Sometimes I feel like a fist, Sometimes I am the c...
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