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Storming through the start line All women dressed in pink Running for the love of life Trying to make you think Messages to backs are pinned Proclaiming for who you race Ones that make you start to...
I want to go Where warm winds blow And no one knows my name Where the sun always shines And everything's fine And I don't face the blame Where the grass is green A perfect scene Far from the perils...
I walk along a long mysterious road, I don't where it ends, or begins. I walk alone, only my shadow follows. Sometimes I stop; I get so distracted by the beauty around me.
You have signed your name across my heart. With Beautifull words that turned texts into art. I threw my soul into your wishing well. And whatever happens I wish you well.
A review of my life:beginning Sweet and easy, full of love and warmth. Worst thing homework, best thing my mother. Middle: growing tougher, hard decisions to make. A good laugh.
Silly tears. Sea of tears. Holding on to. My foolish fears. Draining tears. Ocean of tears. Following after all. These years. Hurting tears. Lakes of tears. So I'm sipping. My beers. Anguished tears.
Month 1. Changes taking place Can't keep my usual pace. Month 2. Something's happening within All I do is reach for the bin. Month 3. My tummy is getting bigger Omg. I'm losing my figure. Month 4.
Standing at the gates of freedom Reach a hand to the sky, I take it back; it's denied So close, yet so, so far But I don't close my eyes Not believing their lies Twisted and torn, The truth's been...
Need to find a new direction. Find something to ease this tension. The things that have happened ...must be down to Fate pushing me toward the path I must take. Come to a crossroads, which way to...
As the darkness sucks all the lightness from the happiness of a day, My kneecaps ache as they lay akwardly upon the cold, hard, wooden floor.
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.
I'm going on my holidays My friends, I'm ever so sorry I can't post with no wifi But don't you fret or worry I'll write lots when I'm away And when I'm back I'll share Whatever ideas crossed my...
Life is my passion, I don't take it in ration, I live to love and explore, Even just wandering across the moor, I know that my life has already been full, From when I have taken sheep of their...
Seems to be the theme of the day I want to fly High in the sky Swim with the dolphins under the sea Ride on the back of a bumble bee Touch a cloud Just to see If it will turn To water on...
I turn off the world. I put my headphones on. My heart is beating to my favorite song. The streetlights are glowing. The city is alive. Lights are flashing and fast cars drive. People glow in dark.
Bright new opportunities Are headed my way, My life in england now Is one that cannot stay. A new place beckons me To come and say hello, It is amazing over there And soon its time to go.
As days passed, I grew tired. as years passed, I just cried. I was lost for so long, till I found you. I was gone for so long, now the real you.
I am so tired that I can not make it to my bed tonight. We fetched Amberlina from the airport this afternoon. She came from South Africa today. She will stay by us here in the north.
Your day became my night, My world is inside out, I'd give you a call just right now, But you'd be pissed off this nighttime.
Stand under a tree, Look at the stars.. What each of us see, Is it what we need. Will we find it. Will we wake up. Will we look beyond the strings. That tie this world Tell it what to do.
By day I run to the countrysides arms. hustled and bustled by my rushed city life. it's comforting freshness heals and calms. The leafy trees shield me the luscious.
I'm just a soulless maid, I work just to get paid. I really enjoy my work. Not like the usual clerk. I've tried being a driver, My boss I couldn't survive her. I've tried being a dentist.
He takes a trip down to the ground he slipped away but he knew his way, his eyes wide open and he can see there's nothing left, except he longs for some tea.
Why can't I find it. Where could it be. Is it just that there's something wrong with me. I've lived in Bedfordshire, Cambridgeshire, Spain, Lincolnshire, Hertfordshire but still this pain.