On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
