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 Copyright 10/10/00 As this sword is lifted from the deep It is to wonder, how it came into the sea's keep. The stories it could tell. The... [read more] |
 Some say love is blind in darkness If that is so, then why is the sun shining upon your beloved face. For I have tri... [read more] |
 When I am weak You give me strength When I am lonely You are always there When I am sad You give me laughter When I am feeling down You lif... [read more] |
 This is Autumn... Mother Nature you address us in fas... [read more] |
 I traveled a long time A long time, much forgotten I was careful what I wished for. I used two days of eternity. Carrying lightly… A Heart... [read more] |
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The spirit is alive and well. You can feel it working. Through the crowd they swell. Their love for the Lord apparent. Children while eatin... [read more] |
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I have a bag I carry, almost every where I go, in this bag are held memories and things, things from the past, though tiny to the eye, some... [read more] |
 JUST A HILL Soggy smelling peat On a smoke obscured hill, Death, like a blanket. Souls bonded together, fear conquered. Haggard pale... [read more] |
 Across the dark waters, shimmering with a vision of the Guardian of this night, I behold the soft whisperings of eagles' down left behind fr... [read more] |
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This Jason is for you, we all love the things you do, you work, go to school, and keep this up to, oh, Jason, your words of woe make me blue... [read more] |
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She sits here wishing to feel better, just when she thinks things are better, BAMB.... there goes the fever again.... get some rest.... famo... [read more] |
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Watching movies, that's the only thing they did, talked about running away sometime, to dear old Hollywood, make the fortune just like their... [read more] |
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Love is like the wind It flows softly through the air It blows through the trees And ruffles your hair It’s like the... [read more] |
 Before the Lord sinners are herding. The Golden Rule is plated thin with too cheap an undergirding. The Hill has ways to practice sin 'cause... [read more] |
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A sickness gripping my heart Slowing ripping it… The beats get faster to the tempo Crushing hold The pain is so familiar The cure cannot be... [read more] |