Pieces

Stylistics

(Round 2)



Foolish pride can reap destruction.

I feel its darts to the mind.



I let my pride stand in between us.

Never knowing that I had built

A wall protecting a need inside

Me.



I was a fool thinking only of me.

Not seeing nothing more than my

Precious pride and ego.



Now all the left for me.



Pieces of a photograph.

I tore in half. Pieces of

Love. Pieces of the past!



Pieces of a photograph.

I tore in half. Pieces of

Love. Pieces of the past!



Time is made with face a shadow

and like a thief in the night.

It comes to call slowly creeping

It disappears in the light.



But I wont ever break that the

chain around me. Ill find a

way to shine off the things that

bind me. Memories still spinning

their webs upon me. But now Im

left alone.



Pieces of a photograph.

I tore in half. Pieces of chorus

Love. Pieces of the past!



Pieces of a photograph.

I tore in half. Pieces of

Love. Pieces of the past!



Musical Interlude.



Chorus repeat twice more.



Translated by L.Rodale Longtime Stylistic fan











From L. Rodale (rodal25)