It's my life, in every way
I bear this strife upon each day
feeling pecked upon by the birds
Commited myself to bear these words
It's funny how i hear these little sounds
If I could drown them out, and be free
That just won't beeeeeeeeeee
I best myself by perking my ears
not allowing the disconnect
It is funny how I wish i were a new man
Playing a new daily part
telling myself, what good do i do
I try and to convince myself
not allowing the disconnect
My best friend is but a shadow
Daylight is my loss of him, myself
Caught in the cold of time
afraid to lose, afraid to win
not allowing the disconnect
It the time for change
bested by myself
time to connect myself
never to forget it's my life.
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You and me, we are what is supposed to be.
I truly feel that I found my best friend
everyday together, always forever.
There shall ne'er be an ending.
There is no word, in any language
to speak these words, that I am feeling
a warm lip touch, electrical on it own
no verbose need be whispered
English, Arabic, Spanish, any tongue
Will never speak those words
from that simple loving kiss.
touching satiny lips one on one
You and me, this was meant to be.
Don't speak, I have seen it in your eyes.
I have felt in your little heartbeats
as we danced in a ritual embrace.
It is always little things that will make us,
involving the epitomes of you and me.
Our memories shall contain all inviting,
some even all together earth shattering.
The stars in the sky were aligned for us
You, the sun, the morning enthrallment
Me, the moon, evening enchantment
Creating a magical light together.
You and me were meant to be.
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The world is such an angry and unhappy place...with people dying everywhere...thus the following:
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I have seen the twenty q and a...I never got tagged (not that I would have done it anyway...I am bad with those things)....but I wanted to do something different. The first three people from here that see this...I would like you to pass on a lovely note to the people on your list...let them know that they mean something to you, and ask them to pass it on in the same fashion....let's call it the honour system...no need in getting tagged for this one. Here, below is my note for you.
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To my Huckleberry friends,
How does life treat us as such? These little things that we often let pass us by. Our boats cannot sail this same ocean front forever. A nod of the head from me to you, should our paths never drift by again. Sometimes it seems like the gap is so close; the journey of passing the meet, is so much larger by so many miles. I came upon this place, here, there, the planet itself...and there is such a lot more of the world to still see . Wherever you are going I wish that I am going that same way, never wanting to leave you behind. I would like to think that we are after the same end. Let us not pass in regret for not passing these words upon each other. I am thankful for having been graced by having met you, I only wish you the best. Let Morpheus, the dreammaker, grant your deepest wishes to come true. May you find that internal peace that we all look for, whether it be in Love, or any other means...we all search for that place of peace. I wish to see you there, and perhaps if we do have to part ways, I may drift from my island of calm and tranquility over to your island and see that little smile that you wished for.
D.
I bear this strife upon each day
feeling pecked upon by the birds
Commited myself to bear these words
It's funny how i hear these little sounds
If I could drown them out, and be free
That just won't beeeeeeeeeee
I best myself by perking my ears
not allowing the disconnect
It is funny how I wish i were a new man
Playing a new daily part
telling myself, what good do i do
I try and to convince myself
not allowing the disconnect
My best friend is but a shadow
Daylight is my loss of him, myself
Caught in the cold of time
afraid to lose, afraid to win
not allowing the disconnect
It the time for change
bested by myself
time to connect myself
never to forget it's my life.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
You and me, we are what is supposed to be.
I truly feel that I found my best friend
everyday together, always forever.
There shall ne'er be an ending.
There is no word, in any language
to speak these words, that I am feeling
a warm lip touch, electrical on it own
no verbose need be whispered
English, Arabic, Spanish, any tongue
Will never speak those words
from that simple loving kiss.
touching satiny lips one on one
You and me, this was meant to be.
Don't speak, I have seen it in your eyes.
I have felt in your little heartbeats
as we danced in a ritual embrace.
It is always little things that will make us,
involving the epitomes of you and me.
Our memories shall contain all inviting,
some even all together earth shattering.
The stars in the sky were aligned for us
You, the sun, the morning enthrallment
Me, the moon, evening enchantment
Creating a magical light together.
You and me were meant to be.
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The world is such an angry and unhappy place...with people dying everywhere...thus the following:
-----------------------------------------------------------
I have seen the twenty q and a...I never got tagged (not that I would have done it anyway...I am bad with those things)....but I wanted to do something different. The first three people from here that see this...I would like you to pass on a lovely note to the people on your list...let them know that they mean something to you, and ask them to pass it on in the same fashion....let's call it the honour system...no need in getting tagged for this one. Here, below is my note for you.
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To my Huckleberry friends,
How does life treat us as such? These little things that we often let pass us by. Our boats cannot sail this same ocean front forever. A nod of the head from me to you, should our paths never drift by again. Sometimes it seems like the gap is so close; the journey of passing the meet, is so much larger by so many miles. I came upon this place, here, there, the planet itself...and there is such a lot more of the world to still see . Wherever you are going I wish that I am going that same way, never wanting to leave you behind. I would like to think that we are after the same end. Let us not pass in regret for not passing these words upon each other. I am thankful for having been graced by having met you, I only wish you the best. Let Morpheus, the dreammaker, grant your deepest wishes to come true. May you find that internal peace that we all look for, whether it be in Love, or any other means...we all search for that place of peace. I wish to see you there, and perhaps if we do have to part ways, I may drift from my island of calm and tranquility over to your island and see that little smile that you wished for.
D.