Roses and broken intentions . That's what lines the street of life.
The wind took us on a ride down the streets of seclusion and it made us feel special. Deception lurked around the corner and had its eyes glued to our glued hands. I wish we were different.
I signed the pavement with a penmanship called love.
"To whom it may concern, nothing is tearing us apart so stop trying."
With resentment, death replied "You have no control."
So I took a walk with death. He showed me how he could make good people bad. He turned flowers to ashes and put those ashes in my pocket as a souvenir. As a symbol of fear.
Opposites are the world.
So I took a drive with life. Gorgeous. And she told me she had a secret.
Do I wanna know?
I find this very interesting. Life and Death are so very different. I almost feel that this says death is so real, but life is for the dreamer. Life is a path; death is a destination. . .
ReplyDeleteVery interesting.
"To whom it may concern, nothing is tearing us apart so stop trying."
ReplyDeleteWhen describing Life, all you say is "Gorgeous". And that's all that's needed. I love it. You're a genius, you know.
When you said "Gorgeous." I heard it like how she says it in The Great Gatsby.
"How gorgeous."
By the way, you're a genius.
"Nothing is tearing us apart, so stop trying."
ReplyDeleteI like the way you compared that to life and death. Really interesting. Really cool perspective. I like it a lot. Good job.
can I just say that I am in love with this...?
ReplyDelete"Roses and broken intentions."
"The wind took us on a ride down the streets of seclusion and it made us feel special."
""To whom it may concern, nothing is tearing us apart so stop trying.""
I love every word of this. The picture it paints in my mind...mmm.
"I wish we were different" -I wish I could write the way you do...so jealous.
It has been 4 days.
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