They would have gone anywhere,
sacrificed it all.
But no longer,
not after the fall.
Not one could have gotten in
at all.
Anything was possible,
until the great sin.
And now, I'm not telling you what to say,
All was lost after one sweep.
It was thrown away,
nothing to keep,
nothing at all.
They would have done it for you,
anything for you.
But they were broken.
By them and you.
I'm not telling you what to do,
It all was in your hands,
the hearts of you.
In between now are lands.
Never to be touched.
You've said goodbye now to them.
The river that kept you flowing,
the stem that kept you growing,
the breath that kept you breathing.
I'm tell
This morning I told myself,
I hope it rains today.
The fire's gone on for days and days
and needs to be no more.
It must be put out, extinguish the war,
forever, never more.
The rain's been away for days and days;
come back to us we plead.
The showers must come, dowse the earth,
to bring life, again.
The good, the bad.
The water, the fire.
It falls, they rage,
the vicious cycle, until the end.
This morning I told myself,
I hope it rains today.
The Thought to the Feeling by keehale1, literature
Literature
The Thought to the Feeling
The heart is strong.
It pumps your blood to and fro
24 hours a day 7 days a week.
It keeps you alive.
Alive and living,
alive and happy.
The eye is keen.
It picks up on the world around,
catching the details of the day.
It marks the day and the night.
It opens in the morning,
it closes at dark.
The brain is smart.
It keeps all thoughts, all memories,
stored away for eternity.
It breathes all feeling, all caring,
it breathes all love.
Love is love.
Not the heart but the brain.
I'll carry you away.
I'll pick you up and carry you away from harm,
carry you away from here.
I'll carry you home from the danger.
I'll carry you to your warm, sweet bed
so I'll never have to carry you away again.
Once you've been carried all will be fine.
You'll be safe alone, carried away.
Just let me carry you away,
pick you up and carry you away from harm.
All he needed was a call
to know the fate of them all.
He walked down the magestic hall
to meet the man for the fall.
They danced around on a ball
waiting for the ending call.
When it was heard, that end call,
he hopped up onto the fatal wall.
The wall was the end, the great tall wall,
the end of the way that knew them all.
The wall was the conclusion to the call,
the scene of the great great fall.
And when he fell he lost it all,
the one he needed more than all.
I lost it.
I lost it, the great treasure.
The path to find it back is unknown,
and may be impossible to traverse.
Maybe it will never be found again.
It may very well be gone forever.
Given a single, last farewell kiss.
It was lost during the journey.
The long, seemingly endless journey
with many detours and split offs.
The journey could end anywhere,
but the destination may never be recognized.
But without the treasure the journey is meaningless.
Searching for the old treasure is pointless,
it will never be found or damaged beyond repair.
Don't disrupt the journey and seek out the lost treasure.
Find a new treasure.
Continue the journey.
They would have gone anywhere,
sacrificed it all.
But no longer,
not after the fall.
Not one could have gotten in
at all.
Anything was possible,
until the great sin.
And now, I'm not telling you what to say,
All was lost after one sweep.
It was thrown away,
nothing to keep,
nothing at all.
They would have done it for you,
anything for you.
But they were broken.
By them and you.
I'm not telling you what to do,
It all was in your hands,
the hearts of you.
In between now are lands.
Never to be touched.
You've said goodbye now to them.
The river that kept you flowing,
the stem that kept you growing,
the breath that kept you breathing.
I'm tell
This morning I told myself,
I hope it rains today.
The fire's gone on for days and days
and needs to be no more.
It must be put out, extinguish the war,
forever, never more.
The rain's been away for days and days;
come back to us we plead.
The showers must come, dowse the earth,
to bring life, again.
The good, the bad.
The water, the fire.
It falls, they rage,
the vicious cycle, until the end.
This morning I told myself,
I hope it rains today.
The Thought to the Feeling by keehale1, literature
Literature
The Thought to the Feeling
The heart is strong.
It pumps your blood to and fro
24 hours a day 7 days a week.
It keeps you alive.
Alive and living,
alive and happy.
The eye is keen.
It picks up on the world around,
catching the details of the day.
It marks the day and the night.
It opens in the morning,
it closes at dark.
The brain is smart.
It keeps all thoughts, all memories,
stored away for eternity.
It breathes all feeling, all caring,
it breathes all love.
Love is love.
Not the heart but the brain.
I'll carry you away.
I'll pick you up and carry you away from harm,
carry you away from here.
I'll carry you home from the danger.
I'll carry you to your warm, sweet bed
so I'll never have to carry you away again.
Once you've been carried all will be fine.
You'll be safe alone, carried away.
Just let me carry you away,
pick you up and carry you away from harm.
All he needed was a call
to know the fate of them all.
He walked down the magestic hall
to meet the man for the fall.
They danced around on a ball
waiting for the ending call.
When it was heard, that end call,
he hopped up onto the fatal wall.
The wall was the end, the great tall wall,
the end of the way that knew them all.
The wall was the conclusion to the call,
the scene of the great great fall.
And when he fell he lost it all,
the one he needed more than all.
I lost it.
I lost it, the great treasure.
The path to find it back is unknown,
and may be impossible to traverse.
Maybe it will never be found again.
It may very well be gone forever.
Given a single, last farewell kiss.
It was lost during the journey.
The long, seemingly endless journey
with many detours and split offs.
The journey could end anywhere,
but the destination may never be recognized.
But without the treasure the journey is meaningless.
Searching for the old treasure is pointless,
it will never be found or damaged beyond repair.
Don't disrupt the journey and seek out the lost treasure.
Find a new treasure.
Continue the journey.
Hello! I'm an American girl with a relatively normal and boring life. I spend my time trying to pass my many exams, playing sports, reading, writing, and taking pictures. I love listening to music and discovering new artists and songs to enjoy.
And words are boring, so, how about my interests in stamps:
Music; :thumb397798785: (And my favorite, Tom Odell)
Books;
Movies;
Shows;
People; :thumb328734404: (And Tom Odell of course)
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4. Choose 10 people and put their icons on your journal
5. Go to their page to inform them they are tagged
6. Not something like "you are tagged if you read that"
7. You have to legitimately tag 10 people
10 Things About Me:
1: My hairbrush is black.
2: I broke my finger about 2 and a half weeks ago. I have a purple and a blue splint!
3: I am obssessed with the color blue but I will never write in blue ink, only black
So I haven't been on in a few weeks
(sorry about that)
but during my time of being busy I have still
been taking pictures (yay Kee) and
I will upload them whenever I get the chance and
my laptop decides to work and let me
actually download them onto it.
(curse that stupid thing)
So anyway more pictures from Kee!
I haven't been on in awhile since I've been really busy but
I'm on now and have been taking a lot of pictures with my new camera.
So, now you will all have picture spam from Kee be thrown apon you!
I hope you like them! ;3
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RULES: 1- You can hug the person who hugged you! 2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least! 3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page! 4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet) 5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away! Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1. If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved! 1-3 you're bad friend 4-6 you're an ok friend 7-9 you're a good friend 10-& Up you're loved