If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem,
So what am I to do?
If I could write a poem,
I would tell you lots of things,
Of love and happiness
and the joy your friendship brings.
But I cannot write a poem,
So you will never know
Just how much I love you,
And now I have to go!
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
To me, you're like an angel, sent by God above,
To cleanse my soul of sadness and fill it
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running along
