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 I think of you, dream with you, so naturally... As naturally as a bee goes into a hive, Or a swallow returns to its nest, Or as water flows... [read more] |
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To me, the words just don't do it. I mean, something is always missing. You see, it's not me that makes sense of it. My partner is to take... [read more] |
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Long, smooth lines between the notes, The sounds drown out the laughter. And the grape that strengthens one's soul devotes Itself before an... [read more] |
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Glitter in the Fray Have you any idea? Have you see a single clue? Do you know how you affect me? Do you see how it affects you? Your hear... [read more] |
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One rose grown in a field, Dreaming of tomorrow’s rain. One rose in hundreds of flowers Waiting for one of the same. Another rose grows in... [read more] |
 You think you know me You say I'm apathetic I really don't care [read more] |
 سامحينى..... سامحينى إن أنا أخطأت يوما ....سامحينى يا رجاء قد تجلى لعيونى ظامئ قلبى وفى عينيك جنات الحنين.... فامنحينى.... واحتوينى... [read more] |
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Offer me a hand And I'll turn it away 'Cuz I'm nobody's fool Been down before Been burned Ain't gonna happen again Knew a girlie once She... [read more] |
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لك الحق أن تعتبى لك الحق أن تغضبى لك الحق أن تسأمى من كلامى السخيف ...و أن تسأمينى لك الحق أن تحرقى كل أوراق حبى ..و أن تحرقينى و إن تس... [read more] |
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 As I sit and reflect on that night a long time ago, a star shone bright in Bethlehem, our Saviour to show. I wonder why we put such emphasis... [read more] |
 Shadowy mist Creeps across the land, Ominous presence, Embraces all. Nothing exempt From seductive enticement, And wicked power. Roving i... [read more] |
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May I sleep the deep dreamless sleep of innocence. Not influenced by the trials and tribulations of the world. Let me comfortably lay my h... [read more] |
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Who we are today, Was written In the past. Many of us are still trapped, filtering life through the template formed as a child. Still imm... [read more] |
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The luminescence of the moon, guides my booted steps, over the moor to the jagged edge of the cliffs. I stand on the edge, list... [read more] |