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“I don’t write for the future,
I write about the future, for the present
I write with my past, about the future, for the present.” EYEDEA…
It hurts. I CAN’T even say or being to express the void I feel because you are gone from this world. You made me smile when I had nothing to smile about. You made me feel powerful by just listening to the intensity of your words. You wrote from the heart, your stories became our stories, that translated into a symphony of the flutter of your angel wings. You carried us through, and now after you are gone so many of us that loved you, STILL carry you. I am crying even now, thinking how the brightest stars are snatched from this life without warning. I won’t say that you didn’t reach your full potential. You left behind a legacy. You used your talents to take you places. Your words hit me like cupids arrow, because, I became filled with love for your style and adored the way your voice hit my ears with every changing chorus, with every situtation you took me to. You helped me deal with things that seemed to hard to bear and you gathered so much of wisdom from your experiences and I put them in my pocket. I still keep your lessons close. It hasn’t even been a year yet, but, I still can’t forget you and I never will. You reminded me that this life is short, thats why I have to appreciate beauty everyday. I love you Oliver
Heart.
“On this I stand
Another loved civilization.
On this I stand
The purity of creation.
On this I stand
A paradigm for self.
On this I stand
I thank you for your help.
On this I stand
My first born child.
On this I stand
Something for now.
On this I stand
Life, love, death and hate.
On this I stand
An album, glad you could relate. Peace…”
RIP Eyedea
Love, Me,
I write about the future, for the present
I write with my past, about the future, for the present.” EYEDEA…
It hurts. I CAN’T even say or being to express the void I feel because you are gone from this world. You made me smile when I had nothing to smile about. You made me feel powerful by just listening to the intensity of your words. You wrote from the heart, your stories became our stories, that translated into a symphony of the flutter of your angel wings. You carried us through, and now after you are gone so many of us that loved you, STILL carry you. I am crying even now, thinking how the brightest stars are snatched from this life without warning. I won’t say that you didn’t reach your full potential. You left behind a legacy. You used your talents to take you places. Your words hit me like cupids arrow, because, I became filled with love for your style and adored the way your voice hit my ears with every changing chorus, with every situtation you took me to. You helped me deal with things that seemed to hard to bear and you gathered so much of wisdom from your experiences and I put them in my pocket. I still keep your lessons close. It hasn’t even been a year yet, but, I still can’t forget you and I never will. You reminded me that this life is short, thats why I have to appreciate beauty everyday. I love you Oliver
Heart.
“On this I stand
Another loved civilization.
On this I stand
The purity of creation.
On this I stand
A paradigm for self.
On this I stand
I thank you for your help.
On this I stand
My first born child.
On this I stand
Something for now.
On this I stand
Life, love, death and hate.
On this I stand
An album, glad you could relate. Peace…”
RIP Eyedea
Love, Me,
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