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Writtings Page Two |
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Feeling He told me he loved me At last i have found The feeling deep inside It is love Love i feel for him He is my light He is my soul I need him to hold me in his arms What am i to do I'm attatched and cannot get free I sleep with him And hear him breath So simple, yet so beautiful Knowing he is with me Knowing hes beside me Is everything i could ever wish for My dream is here My dream is him At last i have found The feeling deep within Tears She despises all confusion She wishes it would go to hell But all it seems to do Is keep coming up with more. Idea after idea Problem after problem A new task appears And makes her test her strength. But the problem with the girl Is that she refuses to cry. All because people say its weak, And even tho its not, She doesn't wish to be seen As a weakling in anyones eyes. Shes made it through think and thin And been put through it once or twice more But she has yet to give in To the tears that beg to run. |
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