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Shhh… we must whisper when we say this. This is for you my regrettable desire This is for the Love I thought we could’ve had And the love we never will have 
Driving up the mountain just to see the sunrise I saw something that really caught my eye  I saw the trees that stand proudly in the summer And I couldn´t help but say they reminded me of her 
Jump up In the air Breathe the wind Feel the air Just jump Feel the adventure Love the night Love your life Feel the rush Love it or not It's your life Live your life
You walk for weeks upon weeks Same clothes, dirty skin, untamed hair
Look in my eyes and see what I fail to say  the pain and sadness that I have no solution to but stay confused 
I've found something new to fascinate me. An old, abandoned apartment by the beach has taken my curiosity. What happened here? Every room is empty, every door locked. It's almost as if someone wanted to keep something out. No one comes here.
it is 4a.m. i peer down at christmas lights strung across dusty anthills. 6 stories and 1 roof high, my metaphorical hand grasps the closest metaphorical hand; knees are pressed up against backs for warmth.
A sea away, Endlessly long days, No sleep at night, A few fights, Plenty of giggles New food that jiggles, Chance of a lifetime, Cost way more than a dime, Want to go back,
Sometimes we threw punches, Both verbal and with our fist, Though the bruises left over, Whether on our ego or on our face,
Come with me, get lost in a place we've never known.Hide in the thick forest where only shadows are shown.Feel the gentle breeze go through everything around.Listen to the music, listen to the sound.Climb a tree that feels and looks like it will n
What does writing mean to me?  It's a way to make my words flow, like wind through trees.  A way to show on paper, the picture in my mind.  Despite the fact that I can't draw and my painting skills are way behind, 
I crave to see the world. I have a lust rooted deep within myself for adventure, A hunger to pack my bags, pack my life, a camera, and someone I love. The desire to travel has always clung to me.
Tolkien, Lewis, they know adventure. Trolls, goblins, lions, witches; Other worlds, through the wardrobe perhaps. But what do I know, what do I know? What do I know of adventure?
IF The one word, In the world, That hinders a straight answer. IF The one word, In the world, That can keep you from achieving something great.
Near death experience never again do I want to encounter Foolish was I, putting our lives confronting the eyes of the Reaper.
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