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 see the face of the a man. That long I have long desired to be but the longer it takes it's the fire in me fading away like steam in a pan.... [read more] |
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He didn't cry, not one tear, growing older one more year. It seemed like yesterday, when his parents went away. He stood and watched, as it... [read more] |
 I'm fed up with people's thoughts Their fantasy of what my life should be I'm sick of their ideas and words While the center isn't really me... [read more] |
 The wind in the hills calls your name out to me. I turn my head knowing this cannot be. It whispers, it sings, it sighs deep and low.... [read more] |
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Once, I loved you dear I wonder, did you love me? Yet, I love you still. As the days go by They leave me wondering why Why, I love you... [read more] |
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I am the sparrow. He is the tree. The feeder, the man, who once loved me. The days come and go, and life moves along. And I am the sparrow,... [read more] |
 time is on my mind where am i going where have i been it seems that i never have enough and the good times end soon enough the bad times se... [read more] |
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Way to go, you've done it now You've screwed things up again somehow Lost all chances of reconciliation Forget all hopes of new dedication... [read more] |
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A step into the unknown The world stands; still and noiseless Voices of doom All around me sound Evil Nightingales Taboo'd creatures Crushed... [read more] |
 The ocean is life and friends are ships At times we sail along with them bear the bitter raging sea together And other times we stay at the... [read more] |
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My body aches. I'm tired. Sleep, is non existent, in my world. I only yearn for this thing, that you call sleep. Why must it be so, that I c... [read more] |
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Holding you, rocking you, swaying back and forth, watching you slowly, but surely, fall asleep. Your eye lids, drop. But the instant I try,... [read more] |
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Two lovers, sit in the café on main street. Holding hands, from across the table. Gazing into each others eyes, so lovingly. They’ve been to... [read more] |
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Sleep. What is sleep? What does it mean, to sleep? To me, sleep is to dream, and to dream, is to be happy. If you aren’t happy, you don’t dr... [read more] |
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Feather down pillow, so soft, my head just seems, to disappear in it. Cotton soft comforter, warms my skin, soft and fluffy, but deceptive.... [read more] |