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."
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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