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All booked a flight,
Special one to the Far East,
Four of us together, for a laugh,
Land of Smiles calling.
Drinks a plenty,
Asking the long haul crew,
Drinks a plenty,
Every time I can't see ahead
And I'm about to collapse
You always give me courage
With that smile of yours
When I feel sad and alone,
You make me smile
If it's not for you then
There wouldn't be me now
The only thing I regret
Is no telling you I love you
The second I knew I did
I chose to wait and
It costed me you
Our relationship was doomed
Before it began
The day you told me
We could talk for hours
about anything and everything
It felt as if we have
known each other for years
Even though we just met
I grasp this second.
I hold it just for us.
Almost as if i steal it all at once
from time itself
I peserve it for us, this moment forever.
You picture me in the mirror as you
You say you're broken.
That you're scattered and lost and falling apart.
You lean all of your weight on me.
Your limbs have fallen off.
You cry and cry and cry.
I pat your back.
i love you so brutally.
sometimes i’d lay awake at night wondering
if you were the thing that kept me going
when i couldn’t anymore.
We've made some some good memories together,
Making them seem like they were forever,
everywhere i go reminds me of you,
Just to think it makes me blue,
As the years fade away,
nows there less time to say,
Its always the strangers that do the most damage.
The ones you never get to know.
See in passing cars ,mirrored windowa and remembered.
And others-
the ones who promise everything, then go away.
Mark went to Europe on a love scholaship
all of us wished him a marvelous trip.
If he thought he had troubles before,
look at him now he got two dozen more.
One of those bright young men
Mark went to Europe on a love scholaship
all of us wished him a marvelous trip.
If he thought he had troubles before,
look at him now he got two dozen more.
One of those bright young men
The boy upstairs
is entertaining again,
a could set my clock
by football on the stairs.
I see him sometimes,
coming and going on the stairs
or going to the movie shops.
Sometimes I think, why can’t I be enough for you?
Why do you have to die if I am here for you?
Why can’t I be everything you need and more.
Do yo I need someone to talk to?
I can listen.
One of my friends hums as she works,
one of her quirks.
And when she hums
I don’t feel glum.
One of my friends chews on her hair
These are the things I've never told you
But I wish I could
Because you need to hear them even more
Than I need to say them.
You are brilliant
You are kind, and smart, and valuable
