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LOCATION: Belgium
RECORDS: 69
LATEST RECORD: 4 months ago
JOINED: July 26, 2010
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I wrote this last year and it's a sort of poem that I would like to explore further and that's why I'm turning it into a collaboration. I'm not yet sure what to create from it, probably something along the lines of a narrated video. So I'm really looking for everything that can make the text become real. Pictures, video clips, music, narration, text, anything that inspires you. Thanks and lets see where we can take it! Fabienne xo Metaphors of Angled Dreams If tomorrow was the last day of all times What would you keep in your heart Memories, lost and found, treasured Seconds, pastel paintings of your soul Remembrances, travels side by side With yourself Would your heart brim over Would your feet want to wander Among the sweeping fronds Words heard so often, whispered Sighed, sung or loved vanish in a pale Grayness, clouds bursting forth Sunlight kissing your lips Dare to live, dare to hope Dare to dream Angels fill the heavens As you look skyward A thought fleets your mind A question ponders in your breath No I cannot answer for you Can you not feel it Can you not see Delights and troubles A twin soul light reaches out Past and future merges into A search for the answer Silence fills the hills Your heart is aflutter Where dreams dare not Fly Understand the longing Feel the burning And try to understand Was it all a useless game Did you always pull the wrong card Where is that chance for a rematch If you go now Your heart will never know Take that deep breath And try to find out Someone tries to make You understand of a Feeling so powerful It could tear up the Universe Try to play that last card I guarantee you won’t Lose your heart A travel a journey an Outbound train Can’t you see Nothing is certain Words fill these pages Endless and meaningless Seen it all Heard it all What if tomorrow is Never the last day In time Where would your path Lay Amongst the many Or between the few I on my side will Whisper in your dreams What my heart desires What my tears are Unraveling |
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