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.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
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
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
