Jul 22
Lost in the autumn of my own feelings 🍂🖤🤍—attached to shadows that aren’t really mine anymore. Do my eyes see what’s not there? Or is my heart just playing tricks? 🤷♀️💔 Maybe I’m just running from the parts of me that hurt… 🏃♀️🖤
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Lost in the autumn of my own feelings 🍂🖤🤍—attached to shadows that aren’t really mine anymore. Do my eyes see what’s not there? Or is my heart just playing tricks? 🤷♀️💔 Maybe I’m just running from the parts of me that hurt… 🏃♀️🖤
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A cute little love song I wrote for my girlfriend. She is now my wife.
Memory for my Heart
I'll Give You My Heart to play with #explore#fizermusic https://youtu.be/okB0BpM-iIU
this is the beginning of the beat goes on Tumblr site to develop ideas for our research and development process
(Heartplay)
Deep and vibey sounds from Heartplay.
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Too sick to write a poem About how awfully fucking sick You make me feel. Congratulations on being An astronaut cycling Lonely through Outer space I applaud the disciplined Manner in which you cower Under white sheets of paper, Or Space vapor From things as simple as Feelings, Or feet, Or tailgating, Or trampolines, Or tangerines, Or the 5th dimension, Or straying from the conventional, Or convection ovens, Or meat-filled muffins, Or big jet planes, Or pairs (not to be confused with pears) Or maybe I meant pears, Or twirling skirts, Or funny shirts, Or electric guitars, Or electric eels, Or remote controlled automobiles, Or lavender cream, Or the fat lady's scream, Or being a team, Or red, white, and green, Or The Fine Arts (which wouldn't be "fine" if someone thought they were dangerous) Or young lady farts, Or Chris Tucker, Or John Tucker, Or tuck and roll Or simple feelings like: "I care about what you do And how it effects me!"