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.
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I loved you,
But you broke my heart.
I should have known
That was your go
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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