Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
