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[thelonelybreeze]

5 Ways to Win My Heart

Day 4 of 30 _ December 24, 2019

 I’m not kind of girl who likes wearing a diamond on my neck or driving on a limousine on my first date. wearing a sexy nightgown with a 10cm high heels? NO. I do not like something glamourous. 

I like something warm in a small place where it’s only between you and me. Comfort is the key for me. 

1. Accept Me Just The Way I am. I don’t want to change my self only to be fit on someone else place. I am just the way I am.

2. Take Me To A Quiet Place. I don’t like a crowded place. Really. it’s bothering. if you wanna take me for a date, rather take me for going into a theme park, take me just to a park. same like a park for a picnic, or just a grassland. 

3. Give Me A Bear Hugging. Hug me in every kind of way. 

4. Be Honest. When I did something wrong, tell me. when my cook is bad, tell me. even when I look ugly, tell me. 

5. Flower! Flower! Flower! . Bring me a single yellow rose on our first date. let me full our house with a flower that I arrange.

- quietluft

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It is difficult to correct an error made. For a crooked tree can only grow the way the wind and ground bent it to be after early age.

Growing With Problems, Fiore Blu.

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As grace comes in my room, I sigh so dearly, with snow so light it is crystal clear, that day as broken as soul may be, has written the world against you and me.

Apart, Fiore Blu

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And with these eyes did observe, the cunning man who walked backward, and asked who he attended to, with gasp never seen was it true, the man was blind but saw everything; He saw me; he saw you.

"Seeing Man," by Fiore Blu.

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Changing Days

I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. But I guess they don’t, Things really do change.

I used to be the queen of the playground. I used to wear a diamond crown. Thought my Marine brother could lift sequoia trees. Why’d the system take 40 years of him away from me – Based on drunken IT projections? What kind of scene is this?

I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. But I guess they don’t, Things really do change.

My job’s saying come around. But, my heart and head is spiraling down. Bills surround now – I need a loan. Never had physical friends to call help on the phone. Met them all on the internet, the real safety net – From all the phony clowns because these are still around.

I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. But I guess they don’t, Things really do change.

Somewhere down the round I lost my way and fell off to the deep end. Started fighting to get attention. Asking who was I – oh we - don’t know. I’ve been trying so hard to be entertaining by jumping jacks every day and night whilst crying inside. Trying to wear a false smile every kind of way. Mama told me wise men observe but I was a fool to participate.

I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. I wish that things would stay the same. But I guess they don’t, Things really do change.

So, Take me Death Records and track this beat. This record’s broken when I say save meh. There’s nothing here in the deep south. Packing my bag to find myself.

- Fiore Blu

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Fire Baby

I am by no means a lyricist. Nor do I intend to pretend to be one. However, considering the last lyrics were appreciated, here's some more for you guys. Enjoy!~ Fire baby, fire baby. Gimme pyrotechnics. Burn my soul and all my desires. You've got flame, you've got style, you've got all that I need. If only you'd stay with me? I've been waiting so long just for some fun. Lurking corners for the number one. Then there you were so bright when you smiled. I was touched, heart stolen when you said I was yours now and forever. I needed loving and touching before anyone else. Yet, so many others crowded my plea for help. I tried to let you know I existed when I screamed louder than the witches. It's so hard to let you know I love you when I'm not in your field of vision. Divide the seas, cross all the T's, I've got a perfect plan to recapture thee. Put my coins in. Now play that rhythm. Fire baby, fire baby. Gimme pyrotechnics. Burn my soul and all my desires. You've got flame, you've got style, you've got all that I need. If only you'd stay with me. Little liar how you cross me. Gave me all these excuses about making meetings. At nine became ten and ten became five in the morning. I stopped waiting on the couch watching tv because I was burning up electricity. Though I wish we were still electricity connected, you had your plug in another outlet. Then the rumors start to spread to all our acquaintances. Our life became a contagion. We were filled with allegations. Like "Pray tell, where were you last night? I bet those honeys treated you real nice!" Irresponsibly kicked in; I started to drink; the bottle was my only friend. Pour another shot, We drink away our follies for fake love scenes. Fire baby, fire baby. Gimme pyrotechnics. Burn my soul and all my desires. You've got flame, you've got style, you've got all that I need. If only you'd stay with me Your hot-headed now when I ask a question. I recalled the blow to my cheek. My plan anew, was misbegotten. I wanted your head by any means. Spit on me, choke me, drag me, somehow I'm still your queen? You think you got it all smooth with sparks. Give me a bucket full of my tears to set this fire off! You wanna know how angry I can get? Take a seat front view, here's my final kiss. No intermissions on the inquisition. I declare war for this angel has fallen. Pop the cherry, No one's a Virgin Mary in this bad dream. Fire baby, fire baby. Gimme pyrotechnics. Burn my soul and all my desires. You've got flame, you've got style, you've got all that I need. If only you'd stay with me. And, had not cheated. -Fiore Blu

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I pay my debt In lives that scar; With whips in rotten flesh; Teeth during each thrust and hearts that are engulfed in lies; Cursed with welts and blisters, suffer I. If only for you grace shall befall In this next life.

For My Child, by Fiore Blu

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To Eliot

Eliot, Maybe, God will pray for the fallen in nights of stolen thieves. When ready with carriages they come picking at ours knees. In time when knights’ folly worsen that so lost and confused in march they travel. In lack of golden rain does acid melt the proud face. When showers have come in blood and raid - for shields to protect them against his foes do they honor in high praise. In Christ how long the wait. Of the commendable name, many told tales good in standing posts along the days. Yielded against the victory, spiced in bladed misery were they. Yet, the choice is given to one so great that mind his men he may. Maybe, God will come if thee pray more or bless a little less each day. - Fiore Blu

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Days

You work all day. You play all night. Work work work away. You work all day. You play all night. Play play play life away. Popping pills, Makin’ spills, Benjamin goes to waste. There's no love for heavens sakes! You work all day. You play all night. Work work work away. You work all day. You play all night. Play play play life away. Got a shadow on me. Shut my eyes, but it's plain to see. You talk so much but you never took the walk. You work all day. You play all night. Work work work away. You work all day. You play all night. Play play play life away Wake the bed, 2 p.m., Covers still on the head. Getting tired of this life, Let's start again! You work all day. You play all night. Work work work away. Let's start again! You work all day. You play all night. Play play play life away. Let's start again! You work all day. You play all night. Work work work away. Let's start again! You work all day. You play all night. Play play play life away. - Fiore Blu

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The Reasons Not To Have A Child

Don’t beat him. He’ll grow up beaten by the system. Don’t yell at her. Her husband will yell at her for too hot food. Don’t tell him you never wanted him. He won’t want other people. Dont tell her she’s worthless. She’ll make sure of that when she withers thin. Don’t name him retarded. He’ll end up with insecurities of his “retarded” intelligence. Don’t question who she is. She may one day do exactly what you accused her of. And, if you cannot do anything but these - leaving out all the joy that is to love them and hold them as a parent should, don’t procreate.

- Fiore Blu

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Wrong Way

The box is your confine. And, you can't move, keep shaking. Jail is where you go. If you forgot the cage you tried so much to free, it's only ever right there. If and only if you'd open your eyes. No one said this life was pleasant. You'd choose any other kind. You drift off with lazy eyes to worlds that don't exist. It might do you justice to read the law cause sleeping is just like being dead. The box is your confine. And, you can't move, keep shaking. Jail is where you go. - Fiore Blu

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In Truth ...

And in my wickedness did I seize the girl till she broke with sickness most strange. Her touch of beauty between her thighs was delicate no longer. When once she was a maiden, her chastity now broken, did in fact upon my very eyes fall to meet her once prized grace, milord. Then with priest by my side, did give blessings to myself after death. I knew then my head would not sit where it is now for much longer. I cannot ask for your recompense when I have snatched thy sweet and tender foal. - Fiore Blu

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The Merit is short. A few pages long./ Before the death court, The count makes the speech./ The whistle is subtle. A lung disease./ Dancing across the judges's sheets. Scribbled the words of testimony./ The count asks the fate, chains aiding shame. The words he preach -/ The night sky enliven a terrible lack of mercy.

In The Night, Dance Sly, by Fiore Blu

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Downpour Doll

Update: whoa, I am so happy that you all liked the previous lyrics I wrote! I’ll load some more onto Tumblr as soon as I can. I hope not to disappoint. For now, please enjoy a few short poems. I’ll see you all shortly. 🤗 Enjoy.~

The skies are soft grey, With trails of light. The bolts rapidly blare down. Rainstorm comes, not storms to rue. It’s heavy like tears, but joyous ones not to fret. The cheek is met by gentle hands. Soft eyes, thin lips, angelic voice, lull the stress. Slow down the car, enjoy the ride. We’re almost there hon. We’ll be there by tonight.

- Fiore Blu

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I'm A Charlatan

I’m a charlatan Got nobody else to blame I can’t keep a promise to save face It’s a pain.

I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. Got nobody else to blame. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. Can’t keep a promise to save my face Hey!

I get every morning saying I'mma do something, I will tomorrow, maybe over the weekend! I’ve never had my mind made up. But, when I get it right imma put my hands up. Got excuses all the time, that’s why I can’t be on time. Can’t keep a relationship longer than two weeks. I had a diet, but I skipped it for a grilled cheese.

I know I probably have a problem, but I can’t stop myself from laughing out loud, when the bubbles in the drink hit me. I get a little crazy. At least I know thy self.

I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. Got nobody else to blame. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. Can’t keep a promise to save my face

I pretend to read a thousand books, This once not gonna lie probably read a few. I never did my homework that’s true. I only did enough to get it through. Hah! I come in the school rocking them fake Gucci, but I can’t afford the real thing.

I know I should get myself together. What am I doing 3 a.m., in the morning? But, if I try to get right, faux me says no reliability. Maybe that’s why I lose my credibility.

I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. Got nobody else to blame I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I’m a charlla-charlla-charlatan. I can’t keep a promise to save face It’s a pain

- Fiore Blu