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Left Singing

August 20, 2010
By beautifuldreamer GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
beautifuldreamer GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
14 articles 10 photos 59 comments

If I could paint you a picture,
I’d save myself a thousand words
But in the absence of a paintbrush
And with my art skills not assured

I’m singing:

We were a tapestry,
We were a masterpiece
We hung so proudly
On the walls of our lives

We were two puzzle pieces
But now our puzzle ceases
To fit together
Quite right

If I could write you a story,
I’d cast you as the valiant prince
We’d have met and fallen in love
And been together ever since

But life’s a far stretch from a story
Wishes sometimes don’t come true
And as much as we, were meant to be
Maybe it’s not me and you

We were a tapestry,
We were a masterpiece
We hung so proudly
On the walls of our lives

We were two puzzle pieces
But now our puzzle ceases
To fit together
Quite right

If I could paint you a picture,
I’d save myself a thousand words
But in the absence of a paintbrush
And with my art skills not assured

I’m left singing


The author's comments:
I'm... actually not sure where this song came from; it has few relevant ties to my life. But I like how it turned out

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on Sep. 12 2010 at 11:31 am
beautifuldreamer GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
14 articles 10 photos 59 comments
Thanks!! :)

on Sep. 12 2010 at 11:21 am
readaholic PLATINUM, Tomahawk, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
I'd rather fail because I fell on my own face than fall because someone tripped me up
~Jhonen Vasquez

Fun rhymes and a good measage-I love it!

on Sep. 11 2010 at 9:09 pm
beautifuldreamer GOLD, Hanover, Maryland
14 articles 10 photos 59 comments
Thank you so much!! I always end up writing about love stories and I get tired of the same old cliches so I try to mix them up a bit :)

on Sep. 11 2010 at 3:02 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
40 articles 2 photos 1632 comments

Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

I simply LOVED this poem. There just... something about it that made this poem (or song) very special. It was a joy to read, and it's a unique take on a love story.