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I do not recall
Which is really better...
Each and every day I live,
I live for each and every day...
Everyday that I saw her,
I fell more and more in love...
You are hated by
A couple of lovers...
Her poetry doesn't want to give me up
And I get the blame for it...
What voice have I to set your heart,
Embraced by Dream's desire...
Who are we that we decide
Where beauty rests and upon whose face...
My Rainbow is unusual
And unique from end to end...
Poor dreams that are never dreamt nor breathed to
life; never heard nor laid to love. Poor sighs...
Amid my greatest hopes I start
A search for the gem of all my love's professing...
Guaging the past is what creates our future; guaging the future's possibilities is what leads us in the present. |
Wisdom is born in the scars of past mistakes and lives in the hopes of all tomorrows. |
There are three kinds of people in the world. The kind that make things happen, the kind that sit back and watch things happen and the kind that go around saying "what's happening?". Which are you and which do you want to be? |