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A one rainy Monday morning and the coldness is calming With a cup of coffee on hand to warm my fingers The place looks so quiet – it feels like I’m somewhere in space I turned the radio on and the music filled the empty house I sat on the lounge – feeling lazy, cozy
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Because when… You look at me I have shivers in my spine Your eyes says the words I really want to find As I look back, I can see your soul reaching out A moment I feel your heart beating together with mine. Because when… You smile it melts my doubts away It tells me
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Just maybe… I am no longer that someone Not that special you go crazy about Not the same person you like to spend time with Just maybe, I guess. Just maybe… I am too much to contend with Too much to live with as the days passes by Too much to listen to with so
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So many things I want to say Emotions in my heart wrapped together Thoughts in my head in line ready in time And words in my mouth formed in unison But there is no one here besides myself So here, I’m wishing. There are things I want to do Pieces of puzzles to put together
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There are a hundred things I imagine – like serendipity A hundred more reasons why I keep dreaming a dream A hundred times over to wish upon a star And another hundred to hope that there will be a day For hundreds and hundreds of thoughts I will find you one day. There are a
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I’m back to writing in ‘simplicity’…after weeks of nothingness…feels good to be back!
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Staring curiously at a blank wall – with questions in mind It looks so vacant – unspoiled from tarnish and dirt The plainess of it seem tamed – there is a sense of modesty yet cautious The surrealist of it is uncompromising – innocent and naive Evoking my imagination – to craft my emotions. Viewing
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We view life differently…we create our lives differently…we have our own battles…we find our own strength…through it all…we live!
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In my darkened room – I see a faint shadow lurking Its move is delicate yet there is that cunning step I shut my eyes so I may not see – my sight may be deceiving me I imagined a plot of terror – my thoughts beginning to scare me I can feel goosebumps –
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I left home this morning – with tears in my eyes I sensed that things have changed – there’s distance between us It felt like we are strangers – a once binded soul It seemed like we are here now – but our mind is somewhere Have we fallen apart – are our hearts taken?
Choices, Chances and Changes 