I can see the color of your soul.
It is no super power, I just happen to be very good at reading people. The color of your soul changes frequently. It can be determined by a number of things. One thing is your mood, not your emotions. It can be determined by current relationships or events, even past experiences. But there is one thing that can change it all. What your truly need and want.
I love living on the beach. There is nothing I would trade it for. That being said, I have seen some pretty crazy things wash up on the beach. I have found a whole fishing pole and an oar wash up, in perfect condition. I have found weapons like guns and knives, things I had to report to the police. But my favorites are when I have no idea where they came from. This leaves room for my imagination to soar.
They say forgiveness is a virtue But I’d rather keep my anger Why pretend When everyone could already know
Forgiveness is for people Who have nothing left to give Anger is for people Who know what they are worth
I will never ever say Forgiveness is a bad thing But we spend it Way to much
Anger fuels us It fuels every relationship It protects every thing we fight for It is the reason we are alive
I looked out the window, sure my senses had been fooled. Fear fueled my imagination, and I didn’t dare to glance at the window again. I wasn’t about to take my chances. What if it was all a dream? What if my brain made the whole thing up? I might never know, if I never look. But what if my fear and my mind are the ones making the whole thing up. That is the scary thing about delusion.
We have grown up together We have grown together I know her And she knows me
I know everything Every scar On her heart And on her skin
I know who broke her heart I know what makes her laugh I know what ruins her day I know how to uplift
She knows everything about me She knows how make my day Sometimes I like her And sometimes I love her
(Btw Happy New Year)
Victim was a young male who was discovered at a local tavern. Many walked past him thinking he had passed out of the music martinis but upon further inspection appeared to be dead. Victim suffered broken ribs and appeared to have been in a duel. Upon investigation it was discovered that a shove of telekinesis power had slammed him against the wall, told by a collapsed lung and a nearby witness. It was also found that he had a certain type of poison in his body. The last thing found was a lip gloss stain on his cheek, which was traced back to a notorious villain, Assassin.
“Hey,” one of his buddies nudged him in the direction of a girl talking to one of her own friends. “I bet you 50 bucks you can’t get her to go out with you.” He smiled his goofy smile. “You know I can’t say no to a bet.” He strided toward the girl, only for her to spin around quickly and take him by surprise. Her sky blue eyes bore into his. “Sure, I’ll go out with you.” Her response took him off guard. She smiled. “I have impeccable hearing. You were also like 10 feet from me and not very discreet. And you look like you don’t like to lose a bet. Sure I’ll go out with you.” She leaned up and whispered in his ear. “You’re lucky you are cute.”
“I’m so sorry to bother you, but do you know where the train station is?” The girl looked up from her book, peering over the pages to look at the young man. “The Google Maps said it is right here but…” The girl chuckled. “I really hate to say this but the train station is underground.” The guys face turned bright red and he looked away embarrassed. “I also really hate to tell you this but the train left an hour ago. And since our town is so small, we only have one train and it goes to surrounding towns. It won’t be back for a couple of hours.” The guy muttered something under his breath. “Well I’m sorry to waste your time. I actually started reading that book on the plane ride over. It’s pretty good.” The girl looked at the book I her hand, Stealing Crowns, and to the empty seat at her umbrella covered table outside the cafe. “I assume your traveling then. I suppose since the train will be a while, you could come sit here with me. We can talk about the book and get a bite to eat. I just ordered a coffee and this place has the best European desserts.” The boy checked his watch, knowing he had already missed his scheduled plans. “Ya, ok. Thank you.” She smiled, blue eyes glittering in the sun. She had a good feeling about this moment.
Who are we when no one was watching Are we the same Are we different Are we something completely else
So do we help Or do we hurt Are we rising above Or sinking below
Are we the same on the internet Or on the other side of the room Are we the same face to face Or face to a screen
Same or different Night and day Land and ocean Is is true we are always the same person
My girl Janie is an old soul and the most loyal friend on the planet. I can ask her anything and she will comply. She always whinnies to me and trots from the pasture, up for anything. And when I am falling apart she is my shoulder to cry on. When I’m happy she is the one who will be happy for me. I love her so so much!!
(This is actually based on me and my horse Janie
