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Do you ever just let your eyes wander,Let them sift along, searching for purpose?At once it appears, no time to ponder,On no account have I been so nervous.Nothing could fully prepare one for this;
And when I look at you. I see a thought. The supreme conviction that in spite of ourselves. We are the light that gives unselfishly to ourselves. The pieces we constantly give to each other,
Goodmorning honey, so they say distant at heart.. but close at screws so vivid you see, you without me things missed for things misused selfless laws governed me troubled, shrubbed up with worry
My father, my father, how much you mean to me, You’ve taught me how to be mature, and good as I can be, You help me up when I fall down, and tell me I can do it,
You walked up the driveway Lugging your suitcase behind You never emitted a word of pain
Speaking is my burden Speaking is my sinNo matter if i wish to helpMy words shall never winMaybe if i speak one lessAnd choose not to say a speechThen maybe they’ll rejoiceAnd happiness they’ll preach
Let this moment last forever, To die in your arms is to rest in peace. Gently kiss my pulse forever, A shudder of the love you give to me. Every touch you press against me, I return to you with lust.
I am... I am hurting I am smiling I am in pain I am helping you I am broken I am fixing you
As we were walking she started talking caught me off guard started asking me questions and the questions were hard I could tell she was scarred by the way that she asked
Do you ever say thank you to Him? "God i just had the best the day, thank you again." I'm not saying I believe , I'm not saying there's an ounce of Christian in me .
I'm being so selfish, I'm not the only one with problems not the only one going thru it, not the only one whose depressed, &' they tell me not to drink but somehow I still just want to do it, some people I knew died last year, and even though
When you feel weighed down With arms and legs made of lead, Back broken, Bent over backwards, Spirits crushed like old soda cans, But you still say things like "I don't mind"
You are my oasis. The sky is blue, blue waters, bright sand, you are the water that turns my desert into a beach, you, shade of the leaves that rewrites trials into isles of paradise,
Take me back upon a hill, an imagery time of inconsequential deals, where love is blind, and hate is enforced, and all you can think of is substantial divorce. Oh the agony, the agony of time
My generation Only knows hate Because it's all we've seen.
I would change the view that it's not you to look up at one another as we walk from point a to point q I would change how we feel when we're in a class
Dear Love, I gave it all to you. And you dog gone took it and ran with it. Such a fool, to have ever think we would be.
What has this world come to? People too involved with themselves or should I say vain ... over consumed Using others just to get by or too pretentious to just be themselves, flaws and all ... and not hide
The stockings hang As He did A tree will rise in lighted splendor With dozens of round twinkling eyes All iris- all colors- they hang Children and all expecting