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."
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Like a daisy in the sun,
she's my friend, she's no.1,
she is as sweet as a chocol
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
