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A flower is like my heart My heart is as soft as its scent I enjoy the bliss Of having A garden inside of my chest I can fall in love Yes I can I will fall in love With the right one A flower is like my heart My heart is as soft as its...
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I look to the stars And I see his face And I long for him Inside of my heart I long to see him again Months and years Have long gone by I look to him in the sky He is my heaven I am his earth I wait for him His divine rebirth I wish...
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I saw that man He was a blanket A cover from the pain He was the love inside The back of my dreaming brain I loved him Yes I did I loved him in his coat I loved him in his shoes I loved him Yes I did I saw that man He was the heaven ...
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I fell in love Love, love, love With you Oh it was joy Joy, joy, joy To fall I took to my heart And gave it promise To be with you For all time I fell in love I fell in love I fell in love Love, love, love With you Oh it was joy ...
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I said goodbye to you To your face To your lucky charms I no longer felt lucky But I felt safe from harms You hurt me Yes you did You hurt the heart inside this chest You hurt the love inside these bones You hurt me And so I turned away ...
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I'm waiting I'm always waiting For the chance when You choose to let me in I am waiting But I'm lost waiting When it's clear that You've said goodbye So I shake your hand And say life's better planned Without you I take my bag and say...
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The world is dark And it is settling down into frost The frost might bite in the night Better keep the heater near For when the chills settle in It's a frosty night outside It makes a frost night within
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I want to know more I want to know more You are on the floor I can only see the door Which stands in front of me I want to know and be free
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I would like to know the world But I am waiting for it to stop There is a scheme from base to top Would like to know it but I am too torn apart Where is my heart Where do I go How do I show it How can I know Where do I go
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6th April The last grain of sand slid through the hourglass. 'We gave Time time, now to blow glass bubbles that hold eternity.' 7th April The rabbits and chickens and donkeys and priests and pagans and bohemians met at the local hall to...
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My muse was quiet during March. Perhaps they knew I was packing up my jigsaw puzzle life getting ready for one herculean move.
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There is a hand on my back There is no one behind me There is a spook It creeps me out But it is human I can almost relate But it is evil
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The world is sitting in the dark There is nothing going on There is just a listlessness Hanging with a strand on the air It is sitting rather still And moving not
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I look at my heart It is a closed book A blank page It is just an ornament I ask questions I get no answers
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The kettle boils The water to the brim It burns and bubbles I feel myself sigh Perfect for the tea-bag I have left at the right side
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The world is waiting to wake The world is waiting to rise See the staid of the water The world is waiting for it to rise
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The house sits on the hill It is very hard to climb Even ants need to take a ride on the hares back To get up the hill It is made to stand tall And strong Not to make it easy for visitors
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Fish swim in a pond The swim in swarms They dart to and fro They dip and dive For fun and food They dip and dive
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The wheaten strand Can stand so tall And dye the land With its golden rye It can survive The toughest of storms Only in the summer Does it turn straw dry