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Where do I get my inspiration?
I get it from my family - from my mom and dad, my brothers, from my friends... I call them sisters and brothers, too.
I get my inspiration from life - The color of the forests and oceans, the crime and history of the world.
I get inspiration from my dark, fear-ridden past, and from my family's secret-filled ancestry.
But I mostly get my inspiration from my music.
Black Veil Brides, My Chemical Romance, Falling In Reverse, Superchick, CatchingYourClouds, Bullet For My Valentine, Escape the Fate... they inspire me to live.
To keep on living, even if everything's collapsing. They've taught me that I'm not alone, that I'll brave any storm. I'm not afraid to keep on living, nor am I afraid to walk this world alone.
Even though I'll never be alone - I have my family. My friends, my siblings, my parents, people that understand me for who I am, people who've been inspired by music the way I have.
So, with that being said... where do you get your inspiration from?
Talk of Inspiration
You're hear them talk
Words exchanged for words
Lifting each other up,
Always having a shoulder to cry on.
Those friends that are woven together so tightly,
That to murder one would be taking the breathe of the other
That is what true friends are,
That is not me.
I don't have that voice in the back of my head,
The one that tells me I've done my best
The one that makes me try harder, and believe in what I'm doing
I don't have reasons behind my actions,
I lack purpose.
When you're me
You're all alone.
There's no one with you, at your side
To help paint out your story on that blank canvas
There's no one to move you forward, and let you know you're doing a good job
Doing all right.
You can hear their talk,
Talk of supporting words
And my lack of it.
Do you want to know what inspires me the most?
A mother who lost her only child and when she sees other children playing on the street
She doesn't weep, instead she smiles by the sound of their laughter and prays for their safety.
It is that girl who got raped but still manages to walk in the streets in front of the unknown
It is the man who lost everything but is still optimistic about life
It is that child who falls of his bicycle and gets hurt but still wants to ride it again
It is that girl who has been cheated on, lied to and betrayed by her dear ones but still manages to trust
It is that person who works hard but fails every time but doesn't give up
It is a person who knows he is dying but lives through every day with a bright smile on his face
It the smile on my friends face when I annoy them
It is grandma and grandpa, who's love never grew old
It is those eyes who cried every night but never showed an inch of pain in them
It is the person who is about to quit life but then mana
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A liquid melody floats
Across the (air)waves
Like a feather dropped to water
It affects our souls like dispersing droplets
Moving our hearts in all directions
The tune[a] can sway from one stroke to the other
Just as unpredictable as a tadpole's path
And while we talk of poles
Who's on the top today
Which of our wonderfully dramatic Artists
With their crazed hair
Their faded ink
And stoic poise
A simple answer can be told
But why bother
As only your opinion counts
And not the major executives of Nep'tune' records
That such melodies are boundless
And that no net could ever halt its movements
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In perfect rows
Small, soft and pink
Her little toes,
Are lovely, I think.
Her flesh is cotton
And smooth as silk,
She's as warm as the sun
Sweet as cookies with milk
In velvet whisps
Like downy fluff
Her hair curls crisp
Of angel's cuff
Stunning blue eyes
Reflect my own
That bring me home
Her breaths so light
As she falls into sleep
Innocence at rest through the night
Full of potential yet to reap
I watch astounded with every new day
As my beautiful baby, my Inspiration
Shows me her world in a wonderful way,
And warms my heart with pure adoration.