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."
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,
We loved being together, now we cry
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
