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Thousands of people we may meet On the street, on the bus, on the train Never to see again. With hundreds of people we may speak A word or two, ideas and thought The wars we fought.
There once was a man who was in love with a girl. She was really beautiful to him, there was one thing in life that stopped him from really being with her. The cancer she was fighting.
The month of July was a hot month. But the hot weathered shared it's self with wet thunder showers. I spent this month with you. You brought out the best in me. You made me happy.
H opefilled feelings mixed with fear and grief. O verwhelming urges to run away and weep. S leepless nights as bedside vigils are kept. P atients seek diagnoses and prognosis to be set.
Take me somewhere nice, To some island in your heart called Paradise. Sandy white beaches where the palm trees sway My only question is,will you stay With me.
Knock knock Who is there. I am your future he says. Go away I am drowning in my past these days. Knock knock Who is there. I am your past he says.
I was up so high,. Flying with wings in tact,. And we all know why,. My angelic act,. I had never thought,. That I would swoop down,. But with the love you brought,. I could never even frown,.
Love is exciting. Love is thrilling. Love is exhilarating. Love is two people in the here and now. Love can be dangerous. Love can be frightening. Love can be tears.
As I sit on my stool,. I play my piano,. The notes coming off,. Just like a soprano,. I love it so much,. As my fingers move along,. Side to side,. Low to high,. I sing a tune,.
Knock knock Who is there. I am your future he says. Go away I am drowning in my past these days. Knock knock Who is there. I am your past he says.
The last love. The last hug. The last kiss. The last tug. I love you. Your my love. My hope. My dreams. I dreamt of you. Coming during the night. Giving me a fright. You said "I love you too".
Thunder that drowned out the voices of those that desperately tried to help me, Lightning that blinded my sight of friends and kept me from being free, Bitter cold wind that bruised my skin and...
Fear of the storm Letting go of your fears is like a thunder storm from beginning to end. It's nice outside, But something is brewing within. The sky becomes clouded with darkness.
She loved him, And loves him still, But he won't listen, Never will, They're 'just friends' To him, nothing more, But she has never, Felt this way before, She looks at him, With longing eyes, Never...
So day 3 comes. I did the usual 10 grateful things in the morning and the greatest thing at night which i will be doing til i end the book... As ordered.
Heart beats fast. Colors and promises. How to be brave. How can I love when I'm afraid to fall. But watching you stand alone. All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow. One step closer. [Chorus:].
#augustwriteaday. A wanderer went searching. For a broken heart. Not sure when it would end. Not too sure where to start. He wandered in the traffic. Looking out for clues. He knew he may not win.
#acmc Is it a bolt of lightning, Sudden, fast, frightening, Or is it a mature whiskey, Growing slowly stronger, but still risky, Perhaps a balloon gently filling, Or is it poison...
When I wander in the back of my mind. In shapes and worlds of my own design. When I turn invisible or I stray. You pull my blinds to kiss me awake. And if you sang to me now, I know.
inspiration: "Pain. And lots of it." Misery loves company . . . but generally, company does not love misery back. I mean, when a person is suffering...
Tear drops fall (~.
Sitting here alone I feel my mood begin to slip, My cheery disposition has decided now to flip, The joy of living happily has suddenly took flight, I know this filthy mood is gonna stay with me all...
Today is just one of those days. EVERYONE has them, and there is no denying it. It's one of those days where it seems to me that no matter what I do, or what I say can impress anyone.
#household In my mind I have a drawer, ________ It's like a /_______ / | closed door.