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'Cross The Field In my own mind, I stand alone, a field of dead grass before me, but there is a droplet of light below my feet. I have tears and a shiver of a feeling that decides to remain anonymous. I look down, a pool of light beneath. A dark grey cloud engulfs me. I cannot see ahead and the loud bright clamouring of the thunder and lightening is overwhelming. I am so afraid. As I walk, the darkness and the storm follow. It’s a shadowy friend. But the droplets underfoot, golden and'Cross The Field
by ~majorkat717
Lament of a Broken HeartIts funny how the things you try to forget the most are the beautiful things that are burned into your memory. My heart breaks every time I close my eyes, because our first kiss is standing there. I'm trying to hold it all back, and I know I am strong, but...I curse my foolishness. Why could I not have realized what mattered earlier, before I made decisions that couldn't be undone. Now that I know the truths, I cannot accept anything less. And never again will I take something false, even if it should mean I'll never have love again. Is there any other way to say I'm sorry?&nbsLament of a Broken Heart
by ~majorkat717
Beautiful DreamsI just want to be loved Sit in the back of a yellow school bus A romantic breeze combing through my hair A sweet face to make me laugh Strong arms to secure me A place where life belongs to us and not to the big shots in cold corporate buildings Kiss my cheeks and nose I'll know I'm beautiful and loved Just hold my hand I want to be lovedBeautiful Dreams
by ~majorkat717
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It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved forwhat your not..
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Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies.
~Emme Woodhull Bäch
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SRJ April 21, 2008 RIP
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if you would comfort me, sing me a lullaby. if you would win my heart, sing me a love song.
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
are conjured up by wind and sunlight sparkling on the sea"
Bruce Cockburn
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if you would comfort me, sing me a lullaby. if you would win my heart, sing me a love song.
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I'm sorry for my bad english
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the world is changed.
p.s. it's between you and me.
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