It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
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I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
This is a daily reminder
To relax,
To not get angry over small things,
To
