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.
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
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How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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I loved you,
But you broke my heart.
I should have known
That was your go
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
