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In a night of extreme cold Not able to ask for either food or cloth In a day beaten by people by thousands of stones In a rainy day not having a shelter to hide their little paws
I will weep for you as a willow kisses the ground I will hold your hand as I lift the weight of your shoulder Hear my shallow breath count to 10 leave your bags
I wanna be there Gonna be there There is no where else I'd rather be I'm gonna support you Always be there for you Like tomorrow is not a virtue I'm gonna be loyal Gonna spoil you
Where is my love Where are my dreams Hiding behind fanciful schemes Or rushing through a river Under the water that gleams
Poetry is an art It is not seen, it is felt Words flow like water from my pen It helps express emotion from my heart Worn around my waist, a black belt A Different kind of adrenaline
time has no meaning it is the same as it was so long ago. The tender age passing and ripened to what may be our perfection.
I can't say I'm flawless Because I have flaws I'm human I always will be I make mistakes But when I hurt, I say sorry I'll forever be a friend And stick till the end of time
Happy were the days when I played with my brother Then all of a sudden, we got called in one after the other. We sat down, him with my sister and me with my mother. Confused and slightly nauseous, she told me the news.
i giv you my heart I give you my mind I give you my strangth No matter if your in the right or the wrong I will give you my all
What is a goal?
It's red, staining the ground someplce I've never been and never will go. For me. It's a sacrifice, a total giving of life So I can keep mine. I can breathe
Numerous years past, through our eyes, is the founding of our country, yet in perspective, just a few decades.
Sink holes are grabbing them fires are ravaging them time is unwinding them society is bowdlerizing them all that I know all that I love has seemed to decide