Thomas님의 프로필The End of the World사진블로그리스트기타  |  도구 도움말 |
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2월 13일 UnwrittenI am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined
i'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned starring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it release your innovations feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins the rest is still unwritten oh, yeah, yeah i break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines within condition, to not make mistakes, but i can't live that way starring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it release your innovations feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it release your innovations feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins the rest is still unwritten starring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find reaching for something in the distance so close you can almost taste it release your innovations feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins feel the rain on your skin no one else can feel it for you only you can let it in no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken live your life with arms wide open today is where your book begins the rest is still unwritten the rest is still unwritten the rest is still unwritten oh, yeah, yeah Sing a Song >.<Chi sa cos'è? (adoro gli indovinelli ^^ ) "Going with the silver flow Of river wide with current deep and slow I rest my wings made to soar But can I fly anymore? The river, it goes ever on Can heart keep pace Rushing swollen till dawn Now, I shake off weariness And go to meet what i can't guess The heart has These secret currents deep and without guide To find out Where they will lead I take the plunge eyes wide" 2월 11일 Varie ed EventualiGood Morning Upper East Siders! Dopo più di un anni, oltre un anno e mezzo, che ho uno space ho deciso di iniziare a scrivere qualcosa. Più che altro cose senza senso, "Cronache da un mondo che non esiste" "Racconti dalla Locanda alla fine dei Mondi" chiamatele come volete... A me non interessa. Potete anche semplicemente chiamarle cazzate! In giro per la rete, come mio solito, ho trovato mille cose interessantissime, inizierò a postare qui quelle cose e le mie riflessioni, se avrò voglia di scriverle. Ora come ora non ne ho proprio voglia, volevo solamente rendere partecipe quelle tre/quattro persone che hanno incrociato la strada con questo spoglio e decadente space.... Bye! |
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