You Make Me Feel Alright
A song about someone who feels like home
You make me feel alright
Meeting you was just dumb luck
You help me forget real life
You make me feel alright
Will you help me understand art
Things stopped tasting so tart
Take my breathe away
Why is my chest so tight
I have problems letting go
Drag me through the snow
Every cloud has a silver lining
But I want it to be gold
Take me for a fool
Writing is just my tool
For spitting exulansis
Maybe it starts with you
You do what you love
Love that you do
Home isn’t a place
Home is you
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Stephen Izzo
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Yellow Moon
Yellow Moon “Heinz dear, Zeus got out again!” mother's voice echoed throughout our tudor style home, “Don’t worry mom I’ll get him!” I screamed back as I rushed down the stairs and out the front door. Zeus was our German terrier that loved to get out and explore our neighborhood. He would bolt out the door every time my mother would retrieve the mail and I was always the one that would catch him. “Zeus! Come here you damn dog.” I shouted as I jogged down our street. “Zeus! Mother is going to feed you to the neighbor's shepherd if you keep doing this!” Zeus just responded with a playful bark and continued to race down the street.
By Stephen Izzo3 years ago in Fiction
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