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Day 12 “California (Orange to Blue)”

Lyrics

It was madness from the ❤️ of it

You were gone from the start of it

Orange to Blue

Orange to Blue

Waves they took me under

Won’t apologize for Blunders

I needed to Lose...

At least I got to choose

And you know I Tried so Hard Boy

You know I tried so Hard, boy

That you do

You know you broke my heart, boy

Know you broke my heart, boy

Orange to Blue

California Orange to that California Blue..

What would you do?

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Hi!!

This is my song Strawberry Feels!

And right now it’s in a radio competition in my hometown! If it wins it gets to be put in regular rotation for a week! So please consider voting for it here:

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Day 5/15 of my #SongWritingChallenge

“Mountains”

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*Leaks Orange to Blue cover art since its BlackOut*

by Simbalic Photography

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I have a confession though guys...

I have a song called “Strawberry Feels” and it feels like the end of summer and its fun and its pink and its a bop and I think it should go first in September...

And I think “Orange to Blue” feels like October that transition from summer to the autumn chill... ya know much like the breakup it represents.

Would you still love me if I gave you Strawberry Feels this month and Orange to Blue next month? 🤔

I know you’ve been waiting on O2B and I’m ready for you to hear it but ya know... artistic thoughts. 

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So I had a photoshoot today...

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About Me: In visual form.

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I have 1,132 followers

That’s just enough. 

I have a fairytale to tell you all even though it’s really only meant for one of you. This fairytale can be mended if only you help. Our hero, the prince... is in grave danger. And the only way to save him is to tell this story. So please reblog to save the prince.

I have to go away soon so I don’t know when I’ll have the next installment but here’s how it ends...

The walls crumbled. The ground cracked into pieces. The dark hair maiden fell to the ground in exasperation. She screamed, “Remember. You have to remember” The Prince swore on the great name of his family line and all of his honor that he would never forget.

But it was not so. 

Once Upon a Time,

There was a prince. He was valiant. He had the chin of his mother, the princess of the North, and the eyes of his father, King Jedediah. He was young and a dreamer. He spent his days training for combat and his nights reading the stars.

He didn’t care much for the idea of being king. He had been born with a wanderlust and dreamt only of traveling the realms meeting people near and far, learning to live off of the land. 

His heart belonged to a princess of a neighboring land. Their courtship though arranged was one that he was quite fond of. He had no reasons to want more and was content to settle for what had been given. But sometimes in his dreams, he could hear a voice. He could not identify it but it felt....familiar almost. The voice would sing hymns that reminded him of his childhood and gave him great comfort. He was grateful when the voice would visit his dreams.

One day, the Great King Jedediah requested an audience with his son. The King informed his son that a great quest lay before him, and to claim his right of passage among the long line of great men in their family, that the prince would have to partake it. The Prince was delighted, for he saw this as a chance to see the world. “Yes papa! I will bring you great honor”

So, with his knapsack and trusty stead, the Prince set off on his quest. The task at hand, though tedious, was one that he looked forward to. His father had given him a single clue, that would lead him to his first destination which would hold a second clue that would guide him along the way. His mother had sent him off with her crest and the princess had left him with her hankerchief, tokens of love intended to protect him along the way. ...Or so he thought.

As the day waned on and the sun began to set the Prince decided that he should find a place of rest for the night. But the next town seemed to be almost a day’s ride away, so he decided to make a makeshift bed under a tree. 

Settling in for the night he began to drift into a deep sleep. There his favorite voice once again found him. It sang a beautiful hymn of triumph and his sleep was much so comforted. But this time what seemed to almost be a magical beam of light accompanied the voice, swaying back and forth with the melody. The beam of light grew into a circle of light and if the Prince focused close enough he could almost make out a face.

The Prince looked deeper into the magical light and he recognized the image as his own. He watched as the image of himself laughed then leaned in to kiss a dark haired maiden. The image dissolved and morphed into another. The same maiden was now tied to a boulder crying and pleading. Everything around her erupted into flames. He could feel the heat on his skin. But before he could see what happened he was awaken by the beams of sunlight bleeding down upon him.

To be continued...