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Always ready to give a helping hand To any in need The way a proud smile sneaks into your voice Talking about the kids The way you laugh ..

Not a fan of the drug companies...

What have I done without you? How could I breathe not knowing you? How could my soul live with such pain of ignorance? I have been so blind So d..

I don't like the title...but could not think of another...

I sit in candle light Thinking up a rhyming storm Wondering of the meaning As my minds thoughts form Once a thick black shadow Now becomes..

Not quite finished...but thought I would put it out there anyhow

One They ran through the forest as fast as their magic hob stitched shoes would let them, jumping over the huge snaked roots of giant trees tha..

My heart beats no longer in my chest I thought I had done my best His face will not fade from mind how did this barbed wire unwind I thought I had..

What would you do if you saw someone pouring their spare change into the storm drain?