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Living life through a window.
Exiting and Entering.
Praying not to be caught.
Scrapes on my stomach,
Shoes thrown out of it so many times, now its like a steady beat you hear in the night.
Summer Heat,
Winter Bites,
My legs first to feel the night time air.
When it hits my face I have to pause breath in and Out,
Take a deep breath and run,
run down the driveway,
Laughing in spite of myself, Leaping and dancing in the freedom.
I wasn't going anywhere.... but to a dream land.
Only I can feel it.
Only I can smell it.
Finally something all mine.
Time to lose it!
Beautiful.
So clap your hands to the beautiful song of my life and try not to cringe at every sour note I hit as my fingers fly down Gods piano.
Waiting, anticipating my final bow,
Praying for a grand finally.
May be sooner than I thought.
I laugh until I can't breath then lay down in the dew soaked grass staring at the innocent stars.
Crying till it hurts.
With a single bound my toes crunching into the side of the splintery wood as I topple head first onto my warm carpeted floor.
I stand up sighing with accomplishment.
Something we all feel one day,
Something we all feel one day,
A song we all sing,
A beat our hearts all play,
Solo or together.
Solo or together..... solo or together.
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I like this almost solely for the "So clap your hands to the beautiful song of my life and try not to cringe at every sour note I hit as my fingers fly down Gods piano." line.
I agree with Galantee, there are a few spellingy mistakes in there but I've never worried about that.
nice
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