"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Buzz, buzz in your ear,
A bumblebee follows you everywhere.
I am that bee, can't
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
I am just a lonely soul
Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone out there?
I have n
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
You mean the world to me.
Nothing will ever come between us.
No matter what anybo
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
You say you love me
you say you care
But when you look into my eyes
I see
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
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