Life is curved
in the shape of a flower,
a curved trajectory
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running along
Never Let Go
One by one
take one step at a time
said her daddy, teaching her to walk
the little girl onl
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
It's the way you say I love you and the way you hold my hand.
There's just so much about
Meeting at Night
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The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the s
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
