In order to achieve anything, we have start somewhere. Everyone that has become successful in life started as what many of us are; entrepeneurs and dreamers. The hardest part is the beginning....Do what you love, love what you do....
It's more than just a game you see
So many rare, delicious possibilities.
Scramble, soar, eagles flying
But amusements only far as this earth is dying.
You never know what days your last
But hope you regret, nothings last.
All the friends and all the memories
Fill all the moments of sadden melodies.
Now go on and listen to all those tales
Without even trying until you’ve failed.
Holding onto what may never be seeming
Stays alone in your head if you don’t go achieving.
Have you ever made love to a screaming banshee
Or how you’d fill this hole that slowly devours me?
This game we play is our story, our ending it seems
If you never admit to the destroying of things,
The living of thoughts you hand over to me, to one
Another you see, this passion slowly,
It’s tiding tears, devouring thee.
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