I'm happy when I'm - smyulin

No sad face from a - violin

I talk to those that - dial in

Where I am - is where I've been

The hero in your heroine

The needle narrowed arrowed in

The sparrow that floats bound to wind

The sound that follows hallowed in

Breaking glass or porcelain

Scuffed n' cuffed and rough within


This love of life

This life of sin

A life of love

I love to win


Even humbled when I'm struggle'in

Rumble'in and grumble'in

This pain I've made - I'm stomach'in

No wonder I am wander'in

Through thoughts I think I'm ponder'in

Like pedals falling off a stem

The light I see is growing dim

When lowering my sober chin

with a silly side smirked grin

only God knows where - and who I am

I like how you changed the smiling spelling to match with violin..Awesome...

I can feel the beat

Nice....

thanks up2us, sherrie, tazz and ainjel (lol)

Another story so true to life it makes me ache.
The rhythm gives it life

Always cool

thank you
2km & Vicky

love the way the beat just carries you thru ~

thanks bastet

That was a great one!!! Loved it!