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What If?...
What If I flew for the clouds.
Would you still stand by my side?
What if I grabbed your hand
as we ran through the meadow.
Would you still be there when I cried?
Ooo
What if my mind turned into blossoms
flowing on the winter breeze?
What if?
You grabbed my hand together we run
towards the blinding light.
Or will I wait for you in the ever lasting darkness?
Once, I was a optmistic, young lullaby.
Now I have crashed into a sorrowful, broken song.
Can you hear my tunes?
Or has my voice broken in this shattered land?
My beautiful young mind.
Is broken into a million pieces.
You know why?
My voice is gone.
My heart is shattered.
Since we parted ways
now my mind is just a shallow ocean.
Waiting for the storm to crash.
One last time please.
I beg to dance to the simple songs
sing with my best friends,
holding there hands.
While I play the guitar
Or dance or sing.
This time I have found you.
I would die for you,
holding a knife to my throat.
I would have killed my self
no, I have reached my senses.
I promised you I would never die.
I broke it three times.
What if I got killed on my journey?
Would you cry for me?
Oh what if?
What if?
(Im coming back just havent found my heart yet)
What If I flew for the clouds.
Would you still stand by my side?
What if I grabbed your hand
as we ran through the meadow.
Would you still be there when I cried?
Ooo
What if my mind turned into blossoms
flowing on the winter breeze?
What if?
You grabbed my hand together we run
towards the blinding light.
Or will I wait for you in the ever lasting darkness?
Once, I was a optmistic, young lullaby.
Now I have crashed into a sorrowful, broken song.
Can you hear my tunes?
Or has my voice broken in this shattered land?
My beautiful young mind.
Is broken into a million pieces.
You know why?
My voice is gone.
My heart is shattered.
Since we parted ways
now my mind is just a shallow ocean.
Waiting for the storm to crash.
One last time please.
I beg to dance to the simple songs
sing with my best friends,
holding there hands.
While I play the guitar
Or dance or sing.
This time I have found you.
I would die for you,
holding a knife to my throat.
I would have killed my self
no, I have reached my senses.
I promised you I would never die.
I broke it three times.
What if I got killed on my journey?
Would you cry for me?
Oh what if?
What if?
(Im coming back just havent found my heart yet)
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I have no idea where this came from
Oh and believe me im not turning emo.
But I had this idea last night had to put it to words
theres a Phineas and Ferb story coming up where I believe Phineas shall sing this.
Dunno if this is a poem or song
Oh and the bit with the brackets at the end is ment to be a echo
Oh and believe me im not turning emo.
But I had this idea last night had to put it to words
theres a Phineas and Ferb story coming up where I believe Phineas shall sing this.
Dunno if this is a poem or song
Oh and the bit with the brackets at the end is ment to be a echo
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Awww, this is a really beautiful poem/song.... truly beautiful...~
Well done Rose
Well done Rose