In Manner
Insiration flows like aurora
Sometimes in a rush, eager to go somewhere, to be fully formed
other times slow, deliberate, thoughtful, patient.
My inspiration comes often at night
carving an uneven path through sleepy thoughts
half formed, half created by a creative brain.
My inspiration comes at her own pace
days and days of courage
with nights with brighten stars
Words and images that I have never experienced or touched
but they are real.
Sometimes with the sharpness of a teacher, I learn, always.
My inspiration is always in progress. I understand only part of
what I have created.
But I keep on learning.
And my inspiration keeps on flowing.
Sometimes in a rush and sometimes quietly.
I just have to listen.
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i just noticed that Stunterdude looks like Satoshi Hewitari(the guy you call "The Antagonist" wink from DNAngel
through the sadness take your flight
and become the wings
that pierce the veil
spreading strong and true tonight
brought into the light at last by the cold exposing sun
i was granted freedom tame to become the chosen one
through the mirror night reflected
miraculous to see
my soul threw away the mask that hides the deeper me
breaking the dark of night piercing through the painted white
cut it all the way from yesterday till i knew i was inside
unlock the heart within let it spread it's wings and soar
rising up in flight
through the night of white
and fly on forever more....
edit on that last post i got wrong with the lyrics... stare
like you can even make a new topic if you want but everyone else is posting except for you excluding the thing where you gave me the URL for the banner and stuff
and i'm not trying to pressure you i just think you may be shy and that's how i was in the beginning but really you oinly have to post once a month but maybe the members would like to hear what the vice captain would like to say????
through the sadness take your flight
and become the wings that pierce the veil
spreading strong and true tonight
brought into the light at last
by the cold, exposing sun
im was granted freedom take to become the chosen one
through the mirror night reflected
miraculous to see
my soul threw away the mask that hides the deeper me
breaking the dark of night piercing through the painted white
cut it all the way from yesterday till a new heir was in sight
unlock the heart within
let it spread it's wings and soar
rising up in flight through the night of white
and fly on forevermore