My wonderous piece of mind
Is a work of art
It's filled with brilliant colors
More so than my heart
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I heard that pain has 3 categories
1st is insignificant and mild
2nd is managable and bearable
3rd is decapitating and wild
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I wish i can reach out
And help those in need
I wish i could solve their problems
I wish they would succeed
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To those surrounding me in my life
I look happy, capable, and strong
With an invincible heart of stone
But they couldnt have been more wrong
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I don't have the perfect skin
But i do have a beautiful smile
I dont have the perfect fashion sense
But i do have my own kind of style
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Whats the point of trying
When it doesn't bear fruit
Whats the point of hoping
When u cant change ur route
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The thing about the horrid past
Is that it haunts those who recall
It sears those with a heart
It burns their protective wall
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I wrote a song about sadness and sorrow
I wrote a song about yesterday and tomorrow
I wrote about intense pain and loss
I wrote about being double crossed
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I walked away to the forest's edge
I walked away from a secret pledge
The night was dark like my heart
They were intertwined and would not part
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If i was there, the day u were born
I'd kiss ur forhead and carve a sign
It would be a symbol for the future
To let u know that ur always mine
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I'll tell u an enchanting story
Of a beautiful fairytale
Once upon a time
In the Greek forest of Dale
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I believe the greatest gift in life is having a family that cares & love u)
My Glorious Mind
My wonderous piece of mind
Is a work of art
It's filled with brilliant colors
More so than my heart
The elegant brushstrokes of every thought
Is more complicated than a line
Its threaded with golden light
And shimmers with a silver shine
The flow of memories in my head
Are like a translucent waterfall
They crowd my mind like a beautiful mist
While the wind blows strong and tall
There is life in this art
There is emotion and feeling
Its a tapestry of love
Where old wounds are healing
My mind is gorgeous with its currents
It chooses to fly up high
I float on angels' wings
Until the day I die
This divine, expressive painting
Catches the rays of a song
Twirls the moonlight all around
And smiles at hope all along