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Gun's and flowers

Last years wishes are this years apologies.
There's so much want but so small gratitude and even less faith.
Our minds compulse to get what they but but don't think about what they have.
What is a cure with the wrong remedy?
Guns and flowers are so similar, depending on the heart.

Af flower can resolve a problem as well wa a gun. Just keep in mind what's more precious.
A natural beauty.  That's waht I'd pick over metal full of despair trying to play the roll of God.

new piece of writing. The solution part 2

Isn't kkinda funny, thaat falling feels like flying?
Isn't kinda funny, that lauughing feels like crying?
Isn't kinda funny, that we're breathing when we're dying?
Isn't it kinda funny, that we never feel like trying?

interior monolouge

Church

I'm pretty bored, i wish i could pay attention but he's too far in for me to catch up. i wish i could go to sleep, but mama said it was direspectful to god. I can't learn this way anyways, i usaully learn from reading the Bible. Oh well i'll just read it later.

vignette 10 demo.

i found my self sitting under a willow try over looking the loch. i was playing one last harmony as i looked towards my fate. my flute boosted my confidence as everything ran through my head. my mother had to have missed me, but i had to make her proud. and i had to fulfill my fathers dreams.
so i got my self ready as i prepared the boat and set off.
i was out on the loch for quite awhile acompanied by fog. i saw no one around. but suddenly i heard a splash i looked around as i felt a tug. irealized that the net was rapped around my foot, as i went to get it off i was puulled into the air. quickly into the water i started panicking, as i went to untangle my self i saw a great big light. it looked as if it were a big eye right in front of me, it was destiny.

vignette 9 demo

the plane ride seemed as if it toook hours, but i needed that time before i landed in scotland.i had to figure out how i was going to do this. i've never dne anything so exciting, but i had to do it. For my dad. i know i was gonnna settle in a hotel by the loch. I'd then rent out a boat for myself and order a big net. im not sure if that what i needed to do it but thats all that i could think of. i was goona try even if it killed me, i had to make my dad proud.

I'm gonna catch the loch ness monster.

another writing practice

I've never been a winner in the hallmark games
words were never my claim to fame.
But i'll keep processing til you put me to shame.

what are we,
compared to the world.
what is a smile,
without happiness.

there's nothing that hurts worse
than the sound of silence.
in another's eye of course,
there's nothing as powerful.

the poets sonnets keep coming,
inly changing tone.
and a bird can still sing,
its beautiful song alone.

or the beauty can stay,
if they change the harmony.
the worlds fate is controlled
but not only by me.

.Paradise

Its technically impossible to find paradise. Because the human mind always wants different things. You could become accustomed to the paradise you fing but over time its gonna become routine and you'll want something new.
But for me, i could see paradise as a nice day. Every now and then a day with my kind of weather. Dim sunlight and plenty of wnd.
And a day where i can see my true friends, every one nice to me and a nice cream soda in friend.

But I'll never know paradise til i reach heaven.

preview to my favorite vignette.

I met Melony when i was twelve.
 My birthday was coming up and my mother kept asking me what i wanted. i really didnt know what i  wanted so i never told her anything. finally she said that i had a week to tell her what i wanted or i didnt get anything. so one day my brother changed the channel and i saw a drummer in there. it was the coolest thing i've ever seen so i told my mama i wanted a drum set.
soon enough came my birthday. i was really looking forward to playing my drumset. but once i got my present it was very slinder. i then opened it and was quite cnofused. it was a flute. Melony

least favorite vignette

it might sound pathetic but my mm is my best friend. she knows everything about me, and she helps me with so much. she's the only one whose really ever cared. other people have never tooken much liking to me. and i'm not a person to approach people, so i never made any friends on my own. i was nice to anyone who came near me, but they never seemed to care. i feel unnoticed. but mama makes up for that. she knows all of my favorite things. she's always been here for me too, especially when dad left.

Choosing between the ladder
or the former,
I'd rather live in a yellow garden.

With the aroma killings
and the amorous feelings,
the spreading pedals
are the fiction through my sight

the sight brings genocide
impeding on my doubts
as i see gwenivere in pink
prancing about.

flowers sing and dance
under the sunshines stare.
as if causing a trance
all i can do is smile.

Beauty uphevels
taking darkjness to feelings
this is happiness
God is here.

God is here.

Red Balloon

Red balloon, Red ballon
How I hope to see you soon.

You float without a lift
seeming to make my emotions shift.
You float around without a care,
there are no limitations but the atmosphere.

As mother nature lets you soar,
don't forget whats in your core.
I filled you up with a breathe of love
just so you could too, fly high above.

But once the love starts to fade
and those homesick feelings won't go away,
just let gravity takes its coarse.
For I'm right here, always yours.