February 9, 2009

Some days I can't help but wonder
The incredible verb of power and possibility
To describe a place that's entirely ready
To be molded and carved to regality
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Some days the wonder takes over my body
Flooding my words with excitement
Rushes throw my veins into my skin
Clearing the canvas patiently waiting to invent
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The walls of reality tend to melt away
And music seems to run wild and play
With eyes closed tight and lips bitten down
I wonder with all my might, 'till sundown
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Numbers flicker through and words lash candy
Assuan my face turns to smiles and ears
Listening closely to the world
Listening to the petrichor, smelling the sound of rain
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Some days I can't help but wonder
Wonder of what will be
Wonder of what will happen
Some days, I can't help but wonder

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