Without You....
I need a place to call the music mine,
A place that will say everything is fine,
A way to find my smile that left,
A way to recover from the theft,
I've fallen,
And now I hear that it's my name the wind's callin',
Time to spread my wings,
And fix everything,
Without you....
Here's where I see the moon,
And leave half past noon,
Travel to all the places I've never seen,
Knowing it's not me who's mean.
I've already fallen,
And now I hear the name the wind's callin',
Time to heal my wings,
And fix everything,
Without you...
Climb up a mountain,
And throw a coin in a fountain,
Wishing myself the best of luck,
Trying my chances, and running a muck,
Doing everything that you held me back from,
I've done to much falling,
Time to listen to the wind that's calling,
Time to un-chain my wings,
And fix everything,
Without you!
The story's too far into the start,
For me to give up over a broken heart.
The words I've been saying have been spoken too long,
For me to give up over a foolish boys fake love song.
So here's to me without you!
-Victoria Marie
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Still The Same
PoetryIn the world of ink, I have lost myself. And now for the readers of the land, I have sworn my oath to pledge my words to all. I have now found my place, and this is where I'll stay. So even after all I have been through.... I'm Still The Same. *All...