Love-Sick LullabiesWhile I lay on the soft green grass, Under a blue-sky day, I'll sing the Love-Sick Lullabies, And watch the clouds at play.Love-Sick Lullabies
I'll keep this smile on my face, Though I do hurt sometimes, I'll keep my spirits up and sing, Those Love-Sick Lullabies.
I Will Always RememberI will always remember wasting time, Sitting in the street on a moonlit night, Back then, when having fun was not a crime, I'll always remember, it felt so right.I Will Always Remember
I will always remember how it felt, To be surrounded by who I cared about, We can't always choose the cards we are dealt, But, I'll always remember, through all doubt.
I will always remember all our stirfe, While trying to make them believe we're fine, But laying in the last days of my life, I will always remember wasting time.
Those EyesThose eyes penetrate through my skin, To show you all the fear within, The way in which you look at me, Shows me just where I want to be.Those Eyes
Laying back in your arms again, Wishing this night would never end, The soft touch of your lips on mine, Send slight shivers up my spine.
I try to speak, but my words are lost, Determined to tell you at all cost, Saying the words were as hard as hell, Not knowing if you would take them well.
Freely, I will speak, not to be shy, Experiencing an all new high, These feelings I have are all so true, Ba
Just One PostcardI'll send you just one postcard, But I can't promise I'm alright, For these days have been so hard, And so long are my nights,Just One Postcard
These problems I've been concealing, Are now forever clear, They aren't very appealing, That is what I fear,
That, as I talk, nobody cares, Seems that I don't exist, Feels like I'm just a waste of air, If dead, I wouldn't be missed,
So here, now, is your postcard, That will tell you how I've been, So, now, look past all my scars, To the fear within my skin.
Writing
I had a bunch of notes for work-in-progress poems and possibly a finished one. Hopefully it'll turn up. If it doesn't, I'll cry.
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Following me in my footsteps will not lead you to what I found.
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Il 'av ya bastard legs!
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