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What does a person have to do to be acknowledged? What do I have to do to be appreciated? What must I do to be noticed? Does anybody hear my cries?..

No snow, no Santa, No joy in that little face. No presents, no love, Of Christmas, there is no trace. Starvation, Famine, Death all around. No..

Everything you are Is everything I need. Everything you are Is what I want. Your eyes, Your smile, Your tender kiss. Your arms wrapped around..

Laying on the ground, Curled up in a little ball, I cry. I cry tears of sadness; Cry tears of fear. I cry tears of rejection; Cry tears of pai..

I had a dream. He was there, holding me so tight. I thought I had died. He was gorgeous, With blue eyes and a smile To warm the coldest heart. O..

This is a translation of a stunning Afrikaans song called Lisa se Klavier...

Find me a paradise Filled with love and fun. Find me an island Where we can lay out in the sun. Find me an enchanted forest With fairies, uni..

What would it take for me to be your only one? What would I have to give for you to want only me? Am I not good enough to satisfy all your needs? P..

For Lorenz... Sing it to me one last time...

The views expressed in this story are not my own. Just wanted to try somehing a little different :)