Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
