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If beauty could ever bear a name It would be yours. No woman in my mind is so fair, Your tress is brown with a shade of innocence, While your eyes..

Everywhere in the world today People are searching for a life of love that can't be explained. They search and search, But they never see, Becaus..

One taught me the hurt of regret. One taught me how to wait. One taught me to let nothing stand in the way. One taught me how to believe in myself...

Too long I was looking for her And she was never to be found But then I let love find And touch inside of me and it was only then that I realized ..

Single I sit al(one). Birds fly high. Children laug(h a)nd laug(h a)nd play. The sun is (fall)ing be(low) the horizon. Smell of honeysuckles pe..

Under the Apple Tree We were all just sittin’ around the potbelly stove drinkin’ our coffee when Carl Paxton walked in that mornin&r..

Epiphany I Torrie sat alone, thinking about all that she had to do that day. As she sat with her elbows on the table with her left cheek resti..