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When we first met. 18 and alone. My beautiful soul to love. I felt at home. Fireworks and passion. You were my beautiful sky. Give me 35 minutes. And I'll tell you why. A day in the life with us.
Looking out over the balcony the ocean crashing in a lullaby against the rocks. A young woman stood there while the sea breeze lapped her brunette locks.
Mother, Our conversations have become one way, you no longer wonder what I'd say, To you, I've gone and never coming back, but why did you stop following my track.
She stands tall and bright, like a sliver of moon light. Her hair is long and fair. Her celestial dress adorned with pearls gleaming in the night.
So I our family knows this guy who runs a little shop which sells sweets and savoury foods. He was a nice man with deep blue eyes and a big brown moustache which had turned grey with old age.
When I'm gone From this place Singing my song Tears upon my face Will you remember times that we shared. Will you remember nights when we dared.
How do you fix what is broken. How do you heal what is hurt. How do you pick up all the pieces that have been scattered and lost in the dirt.
Miss the way You'd say your fine Even if you weren't Miss the way Your words blew minds Always passion burnt This unknown place No longer home We'll forever chase Now you've...
I don't know if I can speak, for the rest of Opuss in honesty, But I can speak for myself. That though we fought just a while back, It's hard without you there, catching my back.
Today I found out my Granddads dead My mums lying in bed Beating herself up Over and over saying he must of been lonely He's been dead for some time Only discovered now A profound alcoholic...
The clouds rumble Change. Rain in torrents Pain.
You don't like light. You prefer the dark. That is where. You made your mark. But that isn't. All you do. For I know. You're soppy too. You were there. From the start. When I began. To ply my art.
There goes a smile, a face I will never forget. There goes a friend, a friend I had never met. There goes an inspiration. Now wilts the rarest Rose. Such a tragic end to a beautiful beginning.
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The blueness of the sky. Rains down from above. Filling my whole self. With sweet memories of love. Your spirit is here with me. Forever remaining close. And even when the sun goes in.
I know you are still with me Still tasting with me Still seeing what I see Do you still feel all that I touch. And do you feel me. Can you sense the sadness within. Do you think you could take it.
Mr Snuggles, was once the loveliest cute teddy bear, He loved been tickled, and cuddled, just about everywhere, But one day cloudy day, his eye popped out, There was nothing that they could do...
I went to bed last night and I started thinking about you. I wanna be curled up in your arms like how we used to. I fell asleep and I must of had a sweet dream where we were together.
He never really quite understood why. She had seemed so happy the day before.
Lay your head where my heart used to be Hold the earth above me Lay down in the green grass Remember when you loved me Come closer don't be shy Stand beneath a rainy sky The moon is over the...
I stand by the old oak tree In the pouring rain Wondering why I am alone And how to cope with pain You can't tell my tears From the rain upon my face I idle not knowing what to do Lingering in our...
The same song's playing on the radio. The same song I heard back in ninety four. When I was just a child. Playing cowboys running wild. Nostalgia sets in about half past ten.
Sticky-tape mends many things; The broken spine of a favourite book, The arm of sat-on spectacles, Snagged lungs of slow-collapsing balloons, The sticky-backed waxing of a furred jacket, Or the...
The music so taunting, The music turned grey. The music in my head will forever stay. The laughter turned deep, Into a hollow cry. It was hard enough to keep, And All i could do was try.