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#sundayrepost. One from my notes, I know it's a repost, but again can't remember what I called it 1st time round. _____. Searching for a meaning when there's none to be found.
I sat so nervously to listen to the learned doctor speak A scruffy man, his suit all crumpled, not at all crisp or neat And then it came, The word formed on lips formed clumsily. No. He couldn't.
#sundayrepost Have you ever been in one of those situations where things could have easily gone differently. You know, those times when looking back on it you were really lucky to survive.
Why is our life measured in time. Why can't it be measured in memories. Like that memory when you baby brother had his first lime.
#100things 1. Family - goes without saying why, without their love I'd be lost 2. Good Friends-again, goes without saying, without them, without their support and laughter, life would be very dull.
Ode to those with a heart of gold Ode to those both young and old Ode to those who are fighting in war This is what god made us for Ode to those who have broken hearts Ode to those who have fallen...
#100things 1) Everything relating to my children- laughing with them, being silly, baking with them, dancing with them, watching them sleep(they look so peaceful and angelic), enjoying my...
#100things 1. I love to spend time with my family, they have to be number one. 2. I like to read of course. 3. I like drawing and painting, art in general. 4. Cake making and decorating. 5.
Pancake day,. Valentines day,. Mother's Day, Father's Day,. Christmas Day and. New Year's Day,. Just one day to celebrate,. The things we take,. For granted,. The days where life's not slanted,.
#acrostic #inspiration This is probably the most important Opuss I have ever written Please please please please people do a bit of homework on this woman Her work deserves to be forever...
With the passing of time, Mirrors bring lies, While age bring lines, Oh it has seen my cries. Lived years a plenty, Happy and sad, I feel like I am twenty, Never old or aching bad.
Sadly a few people's lives will be changed today Life for us all is a lottery, daily a game we play Lives can so easily change at the drop of a coin Dont be certain that normality you'll always...
Caught on the wing of a butterfly. I can't help but watch the world go by. And as I look up at the dreamy sky, I think of how lucky, and wonder why. What is my purpose on earth, here.
I know people say You don't know what you have Until its taken away But what you don't realise It the pain that I see Replaying in the eyes The whole world down the drain Thats the kind of pain I...
Ok, well let me start by saying that I am probably not your normal everyday guy who comes onto a website like this and starts writing. I've been around and done some stuff if you know what I mean.
I turned on the evening news. Saw a old man being interviewed. Turning a hundred and two today. Asked him what's the secret to life. He looked up from his old pipe.
If we die tomorrow, I think I'll be alright. Although there will be darkness, I know I've seen the light.
I've lived to breathe a thousand lies. Witnessed too many tsunamis in your eyes. Watched on helplessly as the world rushed us by. And time did heal in truth we cried.
Be thankful for every breath you take, Be thankful for every sound you make. Be thankful for your happy smile, Be thankful you only cry tears for a while.
Life flashes by,. Picture after picture,. My whole life,. Looking so much richer,. So many things were lost,. Hiding in between,. Now I can see the cost,. My life was like a dream,.
The last breath. They used to call it the Death Rattle. The technical term for it is agonal gasps but to you and me it's the sound of a body and soul going their separate ways.
This is written by a teenage girl who is soon to leave the world due to cancer. As her dying wish she wants as many people as possible to live their lives to the fullest since she never will...
Is time really on our side. It controls all we do Is time our friend. Or is it a foe. I have so many plans Places I want to go Will time allow. Or will it say no.
That single most important thing on your grave isn't your name. It isn't the flowers people leave. It isn't the design. It isn't your birth. it isn't your death. It's the dash.