music thats make you float away |
have you ever just listened to one song over and over and it still wasn't enough times?
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 14:20:00 GMT |
the only one |
my heart is in a vicethat is getting twisted and the cords are getting rapped around so tighti dont know how to free my self of this mechanism called love the valves and arteries are getting cloggedi...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 13:29:00 GMT |
wondering |
openno surprisestruthfulno disguisesquestionsno liesbut not all do you knowthere is so much morefeel free to exploreno need for gamesno need to live up to false expectationsno worries to haveno blame ...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 21:48:00 GMT |
a classical melody |
When I look into your eyesI feel the love run through me a feeling i cant explain with words onlylike a harmonic song I can not singa lovely violin I can not playa graceful ballet I cant not danceor a...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 15:29:00 GMT |
a set for you |
Opening and closing doorsThe locks and keys are constantly changingPeep holes are getting largerI am the one being looked in onShould I put on a show for you?or am I entertaining enough as is?My door ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 21:18:00 GMT |
the double life of 2 hearts |
strange...............mystery.......wonder..................
.why is it so hard to break old habits? so hard to accept change? to forgive? to move on?do you live for yourself? or do you live for others...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Dec 2007 17:12:00 GMT |
FREE... |
Isnt it ironic that my name "FRANCESCA" means 'to be FREE'.....because i feel far from being Free...a bird...trapped in a tiny cage..no room to spread my wings...no room to fly...to fly away...to fly ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 17:41:00 GMT |
broken |
How do you mend a heart,that was broken from the start?Open.....ripped...then shredded apartI had stored what was left of it, awaydeep in the darkIn the abyss of my soulits starting to rot and get old...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 03:34:00 GMT |
ART.... |
Art .......is a form of expression; for artists and for those who own it.....makes people ask questions.... forces people to reflect ....makes you think how life might one day be better than it is now...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 22:38:00 GMT |
