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Dearly beloved, We gather here today,
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I will take away your pain if you’d let me in. Every breathe you would breathe,
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As much as beauty tries to make itself present, it fails every time, except in you.
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As passion once said, It takes more than just myself to know where you stand.
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I don't think you know, why i'm taking this so slow.
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I'd give you a flower, every time that we met,
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Although inspired by the beauty, that i've come so far to see,
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If the winds of life could flash their eyes, we'd all see they'd always be on you.
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At what point does love reach it's limit? Can passion and thrill eventually wear off?
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At what point does love reach it's limit? Can passion and thrill eventually wear off?
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I guess it's nights like this
where I look back to think,
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While you crash and burn,
take a look around you!
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Before you judge him, / and before you say something, / that's meant to hurt, / try knowing him. / While you desperately attempt, / to make him look like a fool. / The reverse appears to come into effect,
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Come, I see the beautiful streaks, through your golden hair,
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Give me a story, or a poem to keep, about how my current situation always ends badly.
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For the longest time that rope has been there, a woman, she left it there years ago.
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What stunning masquerade of vibrance, that which take me afloat above it's wonderland of leaves.
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As the feathers that lay still upon the sand, lift themselves to be seen,
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The broken and smashed tears, that eat up my face.
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When I think of the tough things, people go through in an average day,
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Caught within the rush, on 23rd street.
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Do you see what I see? The beauty of one thousand
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Listen to the way you talk! You slure your words,
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If you read the poem before I get a chance to do spell check and work on all my punctuation, sorry i have to do that tomorrow. And this is
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It's not in me to not forgive, I feel I need to.
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Sometimes... I make my way to the hills,
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I have a shoe, a glass shoe,
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Who know's the deceit I suffer? Who can see the flrivolous mind of the other?
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When the fog rolls in, and you feel alone,
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I breathe in what you said and it takes it's toll upon my heart.
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ummm, ya. This does relate to me.
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Listen to what you hear, this poem you read,
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