A million miles above I'm searching
A constellation of my dreams
Take me higher as my knees hit the ground
So firmly
I believe
Though the sea will rise and tempest roar
I'll ride 'em through the storm
Wasn't long before I realized
I was made to soar
As I stand before the darkest hour facing the unknown
With every single breath
Wailing the night to wait the dawn
And I'll be singing my song over and over with all that I've got
It's more than a dream
It's my reality
Though the sea will rise and tempest roar
I'll ride 'em through the storm
Wasn't long before I realized
I was made to soar
As I stand before the darkest hour facing the unknown
With every single breath
Wailing the night to wait the dawn
And I'll be singing my song over and over with all that I've got
It's more than a dream
It's my reality
Glorious.... reality
Glorious.... reality
Glorious.... reality
Glorious.... reality
Glorious
Glorious.... reality
Glorious.... reality
And I'll be singing my song over and over with all that I've got
It's more than a dream
It's my reality
About the Creator
Black Vanilla
If you love stories that stir the soul and linger in the heart, I invite you to check out my debut novella on Amazon, Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames.
It’s more than a novella—it’s a piece of my heart, and I hope it speaks to yours.
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Eclipsed Souls: A Tale of Twin Flames
Morning Proposal Tease The golden morning sunlight filters through the blinds, casting a warm, gentle glow over the apartment. Saliza stretches as she wakes, still feeling the lingering fatigue from their recent battle on Dayang Bunting Island and the exhausting journey home the day before. She slowly pulls herself out of bed, savoring the peacefulness of the morning, a stark contrast to the turmoil they’ve endured.
By Black Vanillaabout a year ago in Chapters
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith2 days ago in Humor
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This will get you to think what your reality may be one way or another. Good job.