September 2011
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I Will Be Here
Whenever you’re sad, or feeling blue, Just call on me. I’ll be here for you. Whenever you’re happy, or feeling sad, Just call on me. You are going to be glad that you had. ‘Cause I’m gonna be there with open arms. I’m going to be there to bear your arms. I may be young, or tiny like a bug, but when you’re sad I swear to God, I give the biggest hugs. So...
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The Mask
A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness Her beliefs hidden from most Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown Wondering where her place is in this life She has come close to sharing herself Never completely revealing anything to anyone Feelings of invisible chains corner her When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp...
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A Book of Memories
Hidden in the attic, all the way upstairs, is something very special, that I would like to share. My hopes, my dreams, old photographs, of good times and bad times that make me laugh. The joy of a hug, the thrill of a kiss, leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss. I cry for the fun, and giggle for the pain, I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain. The thoughts and wishes,...
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