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I miss you so my love and I don't know why... I really just can't stand another good-bye.
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Stepping through the skyscraper of months
lets stop and look in on September
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Cradle of simple, short lives,
Home of ugly and lovely beings.
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I've never known a love like ours Nor thought it could be true,
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Nothing much  ... just write to me if you please..and if dont understand sumthn ... feel fre to criticize !
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When I'm trapped in slate black in the belly of night
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well would you look at this i am a beauty queen dont you think im the prettiest one that
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Down the lane treading through the country road
I feel the gentle touch of summer as I briskly walk
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Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who's the fairest of them all?
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My eyes stare into empty space
I smile as I imagine you beautiful face
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There is a stillness I feel A peace with my self and soul
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I like to imagine each morning That God takes a paintbrush to the world
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Going to the meyhane to have a thrill,
Our friends sit on the raki sofrasi in goodwill.
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Fear not my savior,
for this is my gift;
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Just sitting. Moving the brush
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The scent of freshly washed clothes. The feeling of sand between my toes.
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The river runs clean, once again Fresh and pure and free from sin
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I stare into the light, And I swear you can hear my cries,
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mechanical pencil,
immobile:
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One moment in time, Captured to cherish forever.
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For Mariola
by derek michalski
28 lines,
on Sep 4 8:53 AM. In Contemporary, Hope, Love, Lyrics, Thoughts, Message, Life, Self, Family, Happiness
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She's moved forward
Why can't anyone see?
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