"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.
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
