the m is the w only backwards or upside down maybe if one is colored we can tell them apart we can tell them which way to go
o wheres the fun of heaven that the bible says but a god of love or love is god gave us a free will
the self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
so im stuck here beside my mind thinking all the time that i just discovered life while still making time to ride with paw prints beside
broken perfection siege-d by the hand only to find - nothing looking back in the mirror the horror that races through
gentle caress of the lavenders radiance on the breeze’s soft skin –aspire the artist to
moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter
As the last note is played and you consider the stalks that are being beaten down outside your window and ponder the image in the mirror
the tears didn’t leave a trail into the corn field till after the couple was found frozen and dead but left many puddles after
he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow
the light seeping through the crac… as the soul longs to be seen spraying colors of emotions as seeing the soul with clear lens the split mirror shows two sides
with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see
as the miniature knight races across the snow covered branch i will uncover your feet........ close your eyes now open your mouth
the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
or begins as the key climbs the string hey kite, what are thee to me for i say when you fly the cords of my mind