SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Photo credit: Google images If it was just one hour left for my life to expire. I wonder what my last thoughts will be ten seconds before it's time up. Only God can judge me now. Time! Soon to tell on my clock no more. Caught in the game of life, dribbled, crossed, throwed, fouled, scored, defended and kept but now I must give up and leave them behind me. Looking to the future because the past is all behind me. The wonders of my world will never cease, I just will be a part of it no more. Photo credit: Google images Fantasies and dreams are different things, so is reality. Everybody grieves but still nobody sees. Flatline! The last second is spent. Where does it lead from here? Farewell wishes and condolences from people who spent time trying to have a say in how my life was lived. While building, the starting point is always from the foundation. The designs mapped out and implemented, the result, a matter of how skilled the builders were. My only fear of dea...

Photo credit: Google images Time is infinitely without a deadline, doesn't die nor expire. And all have witnessed how quickly man expires without any warning. Wake up and realize that whist we grow old, our dreams grow old alongside us. Stick to the script of the life you chose, doesn't matter if you're doing same thing everyone else is or if you're doing something different, one thing holds true no matter. Stay true and never give up. Photo credit: Google images Hastag time to take things up a notch, time to make this money, puts everyone in a frenzy. You draw your map and create your path, stick with people who will play their part. And whenever you may falter, try not to forget that nothing is impossible. Shine your light and be not ashamed of failure. Find your faith and stay true to what you believe in. Everyone else has to do the same or else lose their way, falling to the band wagon. Dedication /dɛdɪˈkeɪʃ(ə)n/ noun 1.the quality of bei...

Photo credit: Google images There's no point denying what's true, that's the stuff of liars. I remember a time when I wrote poetry trying to find myself, searching into the deepest and darkest and sexual depths of my soul. The picture of what I felt love should be. The things I like, the dreams that became reality, the hope for a better future and memories of the mildest touch. Photo credit: Google images Down in the abyss of desolation and despair don't worry for long, everything that has a beginning has an end. The quickness of how fast time expires, the wishes denied fulfillment, the histories made and the legacies left lingering. It's a lot to deal with really, and everyone their own way must they find, truths unveiled, and scared paths. Photo credit: Google images There's always that one person That will always have your heart You never see it coming cause You're blinded from the start Know that you're that one for me ...

Photo credit: Google images She wouldn't have believed it if she had been told earlier that he was going to be the reason for her doom. Annie's biggest strength was also her greatest weakness, she had a heart that could accommodate too many people, a heart as big as the size of a football stadium. As he came in through the window, the sounds of the shattering glass rose to a crescendo, while the gash on his upper arm dripped blood onto the carpet as he made his way across the room. Her wedding had been elegant was all that she could think about, one of the best wedding ceremony to have ever been held. But now hiding underneath the table and watching her husband walk purposefully towards her with visible malice in his clear blue eyes, she had to admit how much she had been wrong to insist on getting married to him despite all the good counsel that had advised against the union. Photo credit: Google images She ran into the bedroom, looking for an escape route,...