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.
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
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I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
