She was a Girl of Colours
Darkness and Light too
She was Beauty and Ugliness
Death and Life
Brilliant yet Tarnished
Fire and Water, her elements
She was Everything yet she was Nothing
She was a Woman of Substance that became a Ghost
Even before her Demise she had become an Apparition
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Wonderful, sad, but beautiful as well.
Thank you so much. I heard the song on the radio on Sunday morning and wrote the words at a stop light. Thought they matched the lyrics somehow.
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Simply Excellent, My Peeps. Major Kudos, Ms. Renee. Love This One.
-B.
I love you Bradley. You are my heart.
Love You, Also, Dearest. And Loved Loved This Post! 😀
Thank you baby. I miss your texts and talking to you on the phone.
Beautiful and brilliant title!
Thank you my sweet. The title is from a great song from the 80’s. The words as always, are mine. But I’m more than happy to share.
You wrote them at a stoplight? Get that book done girl. I’ll be here, kicking that new skinny butt of yours. You’re TALENTED!!!
Yaz thank you for your comment. You don’t know how much that means to me. Promise I’ll work on the book. Promise. I can’t wait for vacation in December. I’ve the feeling the words and emotions will pour out of me…..
I agree with Yaz Renee, apart from kicking your butt that is, writing this at a stop light…impressive!!
Spookilly sad too, great post 🙂
Did you have the picture already stashed ready, or did you source it after?
Either way it goes great with your post.
Hope all is ok with you Sparkly,
love n hugs
xxx
Hey there my dear Seadog. I found the picture after the words were written. The song is what came first. I heard it on a drive to my favorite city on Sunday morning. As I waited at the stoplight the words came. I wrote them in my trusty notebook for later. Even though the song was sad, I smiled at the words I’d written. For you see, the she is, me.
Hey sparkly, there’s no way that girl could be you. You are one of most vivacious people i’ve ever met in both worlds.
However i do remember your post about an introverted extrovert…..which makes this such a sad entry.
Dont think of yourself as a ghost or having no substance, you are so much more than that…you are reaching out, making your mark on this world, ghosts cant do that 🙂
xxx
Sad. I feel sad at this. I can really feel it too, the words. Truly excellent spill of emotion.
I’m glad you liked it hon. I’m glad you’re here. And I’m glad you can feel it too.
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Thanks for the ping back sweetheart.
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