You Are...
by ~ilovekurosakitasukuYour voice is gentle,
Like liquid sunlight,
Lifting my lips into a rare smile.
Your hands are perfect,
Like falling snowflakes,
Fluttering up the neck of your instrument.
Your words are mystifying,
Like a forest filled with fog,
Setting my imagination on fire.
I wish you had written them for me.













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"Are you joking? You actually think you are going to live through this?"
"Win or lose, it is my victory."
"How foolish..."
"It is not foolish to fight for that which you believe in." I replied, before the battle began.
Colours of imagination,
Flow through white rain.
A single tear falls,
Shattering against a daimond stone,
Yet each fragment is unreal.
A note sounds from far off,
Doleful yet delighted,
I cannot grasp the meaning.
It slips from my grasp.
I shall not chase it,
the meaning is mine to own,
no dream to pursue, just life to live.
Sorry, but I felt compelled to see what I could come up with to continue this.
My mind seems to work in peculiar ways these days.
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"Are you joking? You actually think you are going to live through this?"
"Win or lose, it is my victory."
"How foolish..."
"It is not foolish to fight for that which you believe in." I replied, before the battle began.
Mainly because it made me realise how UN-romantic I am. But also because I liked how naturally the thoughts flow. I guess it's because I think about the same things when I'm daydreaming, but less gracefully than you have phrased them!
Thank you
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If you're not going to speak up, how's the world going to know you exist?
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Never Give in, Never back down, When your Life feels Lost, Fight Against All Odds
"Live your life..listen to your music way too loud, be as crazy and as "different" as you want to be and always remember you're not alone." -Andy.