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 The sky opened up, and the rain poured down So much water that I felt I may drown In life's sorrows that keep building up inside Until the p... [read more] |
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I sit in the dark and hear the bubbling of the heat, outside the cold winds blow. My life's been hard but what can you do, it's the only one... [read more] |
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Living one's life is like developing a book, with each day a new sentence, paragraph, or page. No one knows as they read along, what exactly... [read more] |
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The clouds roll by moved by the gentle wind And I think of mistakes I would like to rescind Mistakes that have caused pain in those that I l... [read more] |
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I looked into her eyes, and she smiled across the room. My heart felt like a flower that started to bloom. I walked to her slowly, not notic... [read more] |
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Grandchildren are a special breed They bring us joy, which we surely need They look at us with their eyes open wide Sharing their thoughts t... [read more] |
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I think of all the things that have gone past While wondering what could have been different Things that have happened in this world so vast... [read more] |
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I sit by the shore watching my rod and line Contemplating life while I look for a sign Of things that should be done for my fellow man Thing... [read more] |
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I sit at night and face the screen and wonder who is out there I type these words and send them off Hoping to make friends in the void We u... [read more] |
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I'm standing and hear the sound of the gun But there are so many there's no place to run People are herded together like cattle If I try to... [read more] |
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It's all dark and warm and I seem to float I try to make noise but not a sound from my throat It's so quiet except I can hear muffled moans... [read more] |
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Family is an important part of our life Everyone should make note and be aware For they will help you get through your strife And make your... [read more] |
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It's late at night and I lay in the dark Thinking about all things that are just a bit scary Witches and spells and ghouls on a lark And big... [read more] |
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The smell of spring is in the early morning air The birds are singing, winter has finally move on I wake in the morning with nothing to desp... [read more] |
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I look in the mirror and see a face Of a man that I hope I know I like to think he doesn't take up space And each day will in some way grow... [read more] |