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The night sings with your love,
The stars shine bright,
However it still dulls compared to your love,
Nor feel as right…
The silver star ..
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A story told in whispers,
Where fantasy and reality becomes one,
Of lovers and sinners,
But in truth is one.
From walks lighted by the moon,
An..
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Stars and moonlight
Shine bright in the sky
Sky of inky black behind the light
Songs of joy ring thru the sky
Somber thoughts melt beneath the lig..
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Flowers are so beautiful but they die if they are picked. Nature made them beautiful but fragile and easily destroyed. This somehow only makes them lo..
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You can travel forward and backwards in time. Choose your lifetimes in no particular order. Visit each age as and when you please. However you can on..
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I am standing in a lovely meadow,
The grass dancing in the wind,
Birds flirting with the flowers,
I am standing right here but...
In my mind's eye..
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What are the words and titles?
The meaning we give and attach to each?
Looking and attaching titles,
Who are we to judge each other?
How can we ..
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Angels in heaven,
Devils in hell
Air, fire, earth water
Give birth to life,
Soul
Blood, lies, deceit
Give birth to death,
Flesh
Life and ..
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Death…
A part of life
A rest after a long journey
The ending
The beginning
Just a tear
In the thing we call reality
Reality, a dr..
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In a forest, a cold bleak forest.
With only a black crow as my companion,
The bearer of news for Death…
My friend, my hated message bearer,
..
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