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Take me somewhere far from here & show me I'm not alone. Purge my sorrows & all my fears that have of late been grown.
G iving a heliping hand and U nselfishly putting others first I n times of need and despiration.
Everyone says they are a FREAK, That they are ODD, DIFFERENT ...
-TIFFANY- "She should be here any minute" I said to the nurse, who was patiently waiting for Ellie to come and join us.
Dearest aunt, Your like queen Vick, Not just in name sake, But in strength as well. You've been through some shit, and still going through it now.
Everybody join the queue If you would like a hug I've set up my own 'hugging booth' With some chairs and a wool rug So come inside and settle down Then tell me all your woes We'll do some starjumps...
You are an amazing person. You read and like and you are so kind. But the news I got from you, the unthinkable. I never had that in mind. I am praying and hoping for you to get better.
Day by day you feel the pain,. Feel like there's nothing to gain. Here on opuss we all love you,. Like your personality and stories too. So all together we are here to say,.
@suzzeeq ... An ode to my bed xx After a day like today There's one thing to be said There's nowhere else I'd rather be Than snuggled in my bed.
Oh god. My friend, who recently had to go to hospital after passing out randomly, has now been dumped harshly by his girlfriend.
I am held here,. Drifting in space,. Never too near,. Never touching your face,. Masking your sorrow,. Feeling your pain,. Catching your tears,. That fall in the rain,. I'm not always wanted,.
Take my hand lets go for a stroll. Life can be grand. Just trust in your soul. Forget all your stresses. Forget all your strains. We'll walk and share pleasure. Walk through the change.
Stay close and take my hand, I will show you the promised land, Where trees may shelter you from the sorrows, We will live to see happier tomorrows...
what can I say, to make it all okay, what can I do, to make you renewed, is there anything at all, to make you "you" again, if I said a joke, would you laugh or choke, if I made a poem, will you see...
Supporting Me when Im dizzy. Holding My hair when Im trowing up. Waiting for Me when I must sit Down. Hold Me and support. Trough Tears and slobbering.
When she stopped crying she hugged the prince back. Only then did Annabeth stand up and began to work her way through the people again. The prince stayed beside her for the whole thing.
The tears poured off her eyelids; slid down her cheeks; fell to the floor. Slowly she sank to the ground, trembling slightly. Her breath came in deep sobs, wracking her chest.
Things aren’t going your way again. You’re tired of your wheelchair, you say, and you want the brand new model that you saw on TV last night.
Rest your head, let me stroke your hair. The worst has already past. Close your eyes, take a deep slow breath. Let the dice fall where they were cast. Ease your mind, let your worries melt.
I'm going to make it all better Wrap it up, to face it together, With candy floss and cotton wool Until your heart is once more full. Tie it up with bits of old string Shoelaces, ribbons, anything.
Life is good. Life is grand. But it can deal. A dodgy hand. I can read. The words you write. Close to giving. Up your fight. I know I'm not. Qualified. For my life's not. Too tough a ride.
It wasn't right for you to do that, But doing it back just makes it worse, I'm not usually one for taking sides, But right now I think I know what's right, Because I have been in the same position as...
When you're all alone, Awake late at night, Crying in your sadness, Wishing to feel alright. When your heart is dark, The demons closing in, Wishing to punish you, For your latest sin.