an amazing light of my life in my lifetime
who made me realize that the world was never really spinning
unless i was the one who pushed it
and what do you know
he taught my fingers the dance
to make it twirl like a disco ball
so we can just live our lives like the dance it really was...
never forgotten
but rather,
always in tweaked out memories
of the sneaked out temporary
...loving life deeper than tomorrow
and stronger than yesterday
and immersed in the present day
i couldn't help but --
...soak it up.
inhaled excitement and exhaled nostalgia.
my god -- can you believe it?
an amazing essence in my life
who made me realize that scribbles were just rushed genius --
it was the paper that was too sloppy for not catching the intensity
...the inspiration that fell through the quick strokes.
pencils got lazy
and couldn't figure out my language
because they only knew their own lead and how to lead it along
...just like a song
needing a melody to carry it
but just because it doesn't rhyme
doesn't mean it's not a song
and just because it has no reason
doesn't mean it makes no sense
and all this time you tried to figure
what i was trying to say
but the words were a lot less of the meaning
and i'll admit it and say it this way --
life's a blur of emotions
reckless thoughts and careful actions
predictions that are wrong
and lifetimes that stay strong -- even through short spans of years
no one will ever catch strength inbetween caution
and i'll remember this when i teach you my newest song...
it scribbles voice tones
and you might have to read it sideways
but it's cursive when you speak it
and no punctuation when you remember...
because life was more than structure
and words meant more
if you gave them new meaning
it's a language he taught me
that when you learn to unlearn
and forget everything you think you know
you are higher than the stars you wished on previously
because they were no longer your aspirations
...they were your creations
placed at the end of your pencil
no need to search
or unnecessarily wish
there was no secret to life
because you lived it daily
there's no need to hide
when you are the beauty everyone spoke about
that essence of life...
he taught me that you can write in run on sentences
...just as long as you meant every word.
oikjsfklokthatmakesnosense =P
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too bad i loved every second of this post. hella dope.
"but just because it doesn't rhyme
doesn't mean it's not a song
and just because it has no reason
doesn't mean it makes no sense"
yesssssssssssssss.
LOVIN' IT WORD FOR WORD. Who knew run-ons could be brilliant? =).
"it was the paper that was too sloppy for not catching the intensity"
You are amazing.
i truely do like...
especially that last section/verse.
...much thanks for the inspiration.
i was hella "AHH!!ing" during this point..
"it scribbles voice tones
and you might have to read it sideways
but it's cursive when you speak it
and no punctuation when you remember..."
"who made me realize that scribbles were just rushed genius --
it was the paper that was too sloppy for not catching the intensity"
This line..made me laugh..but..it was..cause it was dope..Damn..a lamb..
this makes perfect sense.
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