Serenade the stars with sweet confessions,
The golden moon leaves vast impressions.
Bleeding clouds misted with melodic grace,
Seductive winds who's furious pace
I race.
Run through the night to escape the perfect dawning,
Upon city tops singing, It's you I'm longing.
With your hands I painted this brilliant sky on fire,
Fill me with passion, surely inspire
My one desire.
















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Keep it up!!
"With your hands I painted this brilliant sky on fire,
Fill me with passion, surely inspire"
i like that part.
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<3 Kristen
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All things Foamy
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"All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there's no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves."
Keep it short and sweet.
You rhymed it really well too. ^.^ Oooo just the right amount of emotion.
+fav
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