Wednesday, 12 November 2008

Change.

In a couple of days
The sky can change;
The change from grey to blue.

In a couple of weeks
Your mind can change;
The change something you can't imagine.

In a couple of months
Your friends can change;
The change from loyal to gone.

In a couple of years
You can change;
The change beyond your wildest thoughts



In a matter of moments
Your life can change;
The change is something called love.





One Day.

One day I will be there
I'll be there with him
Be in his arms,
He can play with my hair.

One day I can just be happy
To know you're safe and to be warm
To become loved,
No need to feel crappy.

One day I can feel his tender lips
Brush against my cold
Un-touched and un-loved mouth,
His caressing hands on my hips.

One day.







Love.

In the absence of trust
The foundations of love cannot be set
The broken walls of honesty
Sometimes built from stone;
Can never be shaken
Others layered by mere pebbles of lies
And can be shafted aside by ones breath.

The romance is ideal 
And the passion is impractical
But matters of the heart can be pure and true;
And one day this will become clear to you
As it has done to I.




Nature.

One day the sun will shine;
The night will eclipse,
And the grass will be cut once more.
One day the mice shall grow;
And one day they shall die.

Everything lives and then ceases to exist.
This is my nature.




Intro






Basically.
I'm not sure what to think about my 'work'
So I'm going to try and record just little bit's I do in English or my spare time.

There won't be much.
And I don't expect it to be amazing.
Just call it a record I suppose.




Dannie
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