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.
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
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Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
