All of his colors Bleed into the world He may run dry But no one can say He didn't leave his mark -Kel Dayheart
Combustion
When it comes to life I''m just a match box Waiting for my time to strike And light the world on fire -Kel Dayheart
Sham
It wasn't real When the shine lost its luster It wasn't gold But copper -Kel Dayheart
Measuring Up
I've been crunching the numbers And it doesn't add up How you could possible Choose me when it is obvious That she is better for you -Kel Dayheart
An Ex-Fantasy
Ecstasy in a fantasy With racing heartbeat The feat is too much To exist in reality -Kel Dayheart
Gathering my Resolve
I am overwhelmed By your affections I do not know What to say My eyes widen In surprise And hope That you are true So I try And gather my nerve To say one word Yes -Kel Dayheart
Quote of the Week #57
"A room without books is like a body without a soul." -Marcus Tullius Cicero
Complex
For some reason That I cannot fathom He had a superiority complex When he had no reason To act that way For he was no better Or worse than any other -Kel Dayheart
Shinning Beacon
Heaven is the place to be It's a vision in white Blinding in it's shimmering light Immense dwelling poised and ready To be awed and admired -Kel Dayheart
Gentleness
There is a softness That enters her eyes At the though of him There is no doubt Or faking that She's in love -Kel Dayheart
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