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If I could give a rose to someone, who would deserve it. They definitely wouldn't deserve to get bit. If I could give a rose to someone who would deserve it.
When your happy. No one needs a nappy. You can dance all day. Even in may. People enjoy being with you. So join in with a group of two. And you enjoy the feeling. When you sad. You feel bad.
If your eyes are full of fun In the sky,the sun will come If your eyes are filled with tears The rain will last for many years..
He who loves, He who dies, Those filled with doves, Those filled with lies, Doves are those that fly..
Your words have cut me like a knife You have left me here in pain Your actions have scared the hell out of me And I'm slowly going in sane.
March is a season full of joy Maybe you get a new toy It is also a walk, So do not talk, I think it's time for spring And I her a ring And all of this is march...
#acrostic Senses here sort of glean, Perhaps a bright and happy theme. Reaching for another tissue, In truth this is quite an issue. Nothing but glum is how I feel, Got to say I must be real.
Wind in my hair, Beat others there, Run with friends, Sprint on bends, Compete together, No matter the weather, Enjoy the run, It's a ton of fun!.
Everybody is having fun Some of them, eating a bun Everyone buys a red nose This year they even have toes. Red noses raise money for comic relief So everybody have some belief!.
Everyday he stands along, talking into empty air, his life seems so deprived, really not fair. Yet, in all his seeming grace, never once does a frown touch that face.
In the evening things move about, my sight cannot see, when I wake to look, they all run and flee. Such curious creatures, they never leave a trace, Just one glimpse is all I ask, to look upon a face.
Remember if you will, the day that sat quite still. A moment frozen in time, with no reason or rhyme.
The soft touch of her skin, causes me to think of sin. Lust that just isn't right, in my mind a constant fight.
Peering through the loose, worn seam Between the sleep-world and reality, Before daylight, after dream: That is where I'll love you, where I'll be. --Adapted from the movie "Hook".
Dreaming all day of my lumpy bed, Especially on days which I dread, Where reluctantly my feet must tread When they'd rather flee far, instead..
Fluttering all around,. To beauty they are bound,. Full of colors so bright,. A wonderful sight,. Not a single care,. Ever so rare,. Tending to the flowers,. I could watch for hours,.
The smell of leather, colored lights flood my vision, a change of thought, a lifestyle revision.
My dear friend, please don't be so sad. Things don't have to be so bad. I will always listen to you, so please don't feel so blue.
In his arms I feel safe. In his arms I feel whole. In his arms I am content. In his arms I know my role. With his kiss I am free. With his kiss I barely breathe. With his kiss I am alive.
This poem is sort of a tribute to all the people, places, songs and ideas that have inspired me throughout the years. Some are direct quotes, others more abstract.
Her dress so white, she turns and walks away, another life change for me, I just want to scream. She used me and took my love away, no reason to live past this day.
I can't remember the time I last smiled, it has been quite awhile. What is there to laugh about anyway, depression will loom if I stay.
There's no reason You should love me There's no reason You should care There's no reason I should stay But I'll always be there There's no reason To know me Though I showed you my heart I thought it...
As I walk into this room with all white walls, The officer leads me to a phone and says I only get one call. I dial the number with a hand that shakes, for I know she will say I am nothing but a...