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.
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
