After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In the intensity of its fires,
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
Of his throes, and torments, and desires,
Comes large-eyed Friendship: with a restful gaze.
He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Why are we haunted by a sense of loss?
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
