

Seasons of ChangeAs I learn more it becomes easier. The words and ways flow off myself like a warm fall breeze. The air become clearer and the heavy thoughts that hath blocked my brain Cease to a simmering fire.Seasons of Change
And yet, there are moments that the rough gets rougher and my feelings slide like a jagged tide.
But through the crash I know there is a change, a change of need to know that everything has its changes and changes are just a part of life.


What am I?What am I? Am A Poet, Musician, maybe both of the two. Do I live in interest or die in rust? Do I live like a person who simply can't be touched? Do I look like someone who is everyone else, or do I dance in the wind and flow without the crowd?What am I?
I am what I am, and that's all I can say. I live for everything I love and there's nothing I'd want to take away. This is how I am, this is how I'm seen. So why am I wanting things to feel like a trippy little open dream.


Our times will stay+ so wil weWe've had so many times. Old and new. And Most of them we've gotten threw. We laughed, we talked, and had the best time we could. And I wouldn't take any of them back for anything in the world.Our times will stay+ so wil we
We lived threw a lot and loved for each other. To me, you were special and i couldn't love another. Your still such an amazing person to me and I would never want to to chance. We have to see though that now it's different, and you and me are not the same.
We have our time and all the memories. And Our times will stay, and so will we.
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Keep your love of nature,for that is the true way to understand art and more.-Vincent Van Gogh
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Keep your love of nature,for that is the true way to understand art and more.-Vincent Van Gogh
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