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 Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
