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You look at me and your eyes are filled with doubt. And you say that I will never be satisfied with you, that you cannot give me all I need, that I will leave you for what you cannot be. I look at you and I see everything that I need, everything that I have ever wanted, everything that I will ever want. In you I see my hopes and dreams, my safety and my sanity. In your eyes I see the answers to all my questions, the solutions to all my problems. In your arms I fe
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You are the light to my darkness… The demons of a thousand hells dwell within me, scrabbling at my walls, clawing their way to the surface. But your radiant eyes, beacons of purifying light, keep them at bay, keep them from destroying all that I am. You are the Heaven to my Hell. You are the calm to my chaos… My raging river rushes, flooding everything in its path, damned for its drowning. But your delicate drops of rain trickle softly, quenching the parched
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he is my angel mine alone, for no one else would call him so he thinks that at best he must be tarnished or fallen and in truth his halo tilts a bit to one side and his robes are slightly smudged and his wings, if not fully broken, are badly bruised but he is my angel and in his eyes I see his soul and it is pure, untainted by the world around him he thinks it is blackened, covered by the grime of all the evil that has touched his life but it is merely dust
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The curtains flutter and the shadows shift just long enough for me to see— nothing, nothing more than a glimpse of another shadow. Is it a tease? Do you flutter the curtains only enough so that I see that there are curtains there? Do you tempt me with the hint of illusion like a catnip mouse, knowing my love of mysteries and my need to solve them? Or do you sit behind them hiding from me, hiding from yourself, curtains safe as a shield in fro
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You are the center of the universe, its balance point Everything comes from you: the light, the darkness, the music, the silence. Everything comes from you. You are the center of my understanding, of my senses. Every word ever spoken, every feeling ever felt, every tear ever cried washes over me, floods me, fills me, and my comprehension is complete with only the touch of your hand. You are the center of everythi
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I think I must surely break my heart cannot possibly hold all this feeling my head cannot possibly contain this intensity anything I have ever felt for anyone is insignificant compared to how I feel for you just a pale shadow, a ghost, a whisper as much a tease to my senses as a sun shower compared to a thunderstorm a single snow flake compared to a blizzard a child’s breath compared to a gale-force wind a candle’s flame compared to the surface of the sun I think
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I look at you as you lay sleeping your lashes long against your cheek your hair falling softly across your brow I see your lips parted slightly your warm, sweet breath brushes them and I think of kissing you but I just brush the hair from your eyes and run my finger gently along your cheek and my lips breathe your name silently my love for you is unquestionable my heart and soul belong to you every breath in my body is yours my body would n
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When angry voices chase you down And you wish you could just run and hide Feel my hand reach out to yours I’ll be there with you, by your side When you sit alone in the dark of night And face the fears no one can see Feel my arms as they wrap around you I’ll be holding you close, so close to me When you feel the blackness in your soul And the silence around you closing in Feel my breath upon your cheek And my whispered words against your skin Wh
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Love is so inspiring, whether it is the love you feel for a friend, a lover or a child. Sometimes the feelings are so overwhelming they just cannot be contained. These have all been inspired by people I love. They are all still in my heart, even though some have gone from my life.
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A love is lost, a love is gained And nothing in this world remains the same Between the sunrise and sunset Another day brings more regrets And my heaven’s up above me And my hell is here below And you said you’d always love me But I knew you’d have to go And I dream that you’re still with me And I’m loving you again And you say you’ll never leave me That you’ll be here ‘till the end. And you kiss me and you tell me That I’ll never be alone But when
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pieces of my life drift through my head disjointed snapshots random moments flashing through my mind like a slide show the images flashing at the corners of my eyes bits of sound a word or two the sound of an ocean beach a car going by random sounds random images out of sync pieces of memories a ghost of a smile an echo of a laugh a taste of a tongue swirl through my senses barely grasped before the show moves on a hand extende
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The tree stands in the corner of the room, in a different room, in a different house, in a different life. There are no presents under the tree. You were the one who put them there on Christmas Eve. You liked to tease me, to make me wonder what was in them. And you would shake each one and try to guess what I got you. You were always right, and I would wonder how you knew-- until I noticed the torn paper. And even though you blamed it on the cats, I k
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The darkness, cool and comforting, surrounds me. It flows over my body like a river of silent tears, washing away the torn remnants of my life. It embraces me like the arms of a dead lover, holding me against the quiet safety of his stilled chest. And I am shielded from all that is bright and burning, from all that would make my aching eyes see. And the silent song comes to my ears, sweet and beckoning, a lullaby of death— words without
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Was it yesterday you held me? I can still feel your arms warm against my skin your breath still tickles my ear your fingers are still tangled in my hair your voice still vibrates through my body Can time have passed since then? My heart won’t answer my question It turns away and reminds me of the way The sun was golden in your hair And the sky was blue in your eyes And the promise of forever was in your smile And refuses to tell me you’re gone.
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I sit here and stare at the blank screen-- my feelings flow from my eyes, but the words don’t flow from my fingers. My throat tightens and I feel the knot rising from the pit of my stomach choking me, keeping the words locked inside. I miss your smile. Do you know that? And your blue eyes that laughed long before your lips ever did. And I miss your hands that grasped mine so many times when I was falling, and your arms that still caught me when
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Close your eyes and sleep my little innocent one as the soft clouds cradle you as gentle breezes carry you to endless fields of butterflies to warm sunny windows to soft mama purrs to tender kitten baths. Close your eyes and sleep my little innocent one and let your spirit go home.
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it touches the sky it is so big and the leaves are so green and when i break them they give milk like a cow but you can’t drink it because my dad says it’s only for the tree. i want to touch the sky like it does but no matter how high i reach even when i stand on tippytoes even when i jump as high as i can and stretch my arms way up i can’t reach that far my dad can touch the sky he is as big as the tree and his hands are a lot like the l
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time is relative it passes too slowly when we’re young it seems we have so much of it it stretches out in front of us to infinity time is on our side so we kill time we waste time we rush through our days watching the clock hurrying it along tapping our foot impatiently waiting for it to pass time flies it slips away while we aren’t looking we blink and it’s passed us by wasn’t it just yesterday
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Spring is filled with promise the world is new, its sprouts tender beauty is the pretty pastels of innocence the sun smiles softly, warm but gentle upon the skin the rain is fresh and as pure like a baby’s tears hope is the essence of spring a tentative smile a whisper brushing against an ear Summer is filled with dreams life is in full bloom beauty is bold and brash, vibrant in its colors the sun is high in the sky and heats the bloo
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We were talking, as friends do, and the talk turned to scars. I said that I had one on my leg from when I fell off my bike. Did he remember that day we raced down the hill? He did. I said I had one on my ass from when I climbed out a broken window in the middle of the night—when her father came home too soon! I said I had one on my elbow from falling off a swing-- while showing off for a girl, of course. I laughed at the memory. I told him I had only tho
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Absence makes the heart grow fonder. But this I’ve always had to ponder, for if such is true then how can you find that if something’s out of sight it is out of mind? Birds of a feather flock together, but doesn’t that make you wonder whether it can possibly be an undeniable fact that opposites are bound to attract? How can we repeat with any sense of conviction these “old sayings” filled with such strong contradiction? Can somethin
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the clock of time ticks life away the years desert us one by one the cold of night consumes the day the bitter rain floods out the sun all our today’s become our past nothing good can last a smile flickers across a face a whisper brushes against an ear laughter fills an empty space a finger brushes away a tear the golden moments fade so fast nothing good can last so embrace the sun whenever it shines drink deeply of t
