I am the treasure chest buried deep beneath the sand
I am the tree, roots one with the land
I am the ripple of a pebble 'cross the water
I am the pulse of a rebellious daughter
I am the gull soaring towards the sun
I am the motive behind a loaded gun
I am the cloud, no one sees me the same
I am the player trapped in the game
I am the driftwood, a ship long since battered
I am the homeless, hungry, clothes tattered
I am the mindset of holding it all together
I am the bird tied to a flock of the same feather
I am the gold, red, orange of fall
I am the chipped face of a China doll
I am the feeling behind a sigh
I am the secret covered by a lie
I am the night scattered with stars
I am the story behind all your scars
I am the wind dancing over the plains
I am the track safely guiding the trains
I am the With Love, at the end of a letter
I am the hope that he'll never forget her
About Me
- hillaryelise
- Spark a match and watch the candle burn. The wick runs out and love takes its turn. On fallen angels and broken sounds, we will last past the final round. It took a while for you to find me, because i was hiding in the lime tree. Above the city in the rain cloud, i poked a hole and watched it drain out. Parallel to the city streets, our broken crowns beneath our feet, but as we walk across the diamonds, we know that love is always shining. So save me love, save me all the time. I'll wash you down with a simple sip of wine, and toast my glass to all my loved ones, to let them know that the stars well they still shine.
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