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.
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
God blessed me one sunny day.
He sent me an angel from so far away
To love and he
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
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