Maybe This will be the Morning

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Maybe This will be the Morning5 (100%) 1 vote[s] Another December morning, I’ve been here before, I see you awakening beside me,

Maybe this will be the morning, The morning you finally break the horizon, And clear the winter clouds above,

Maybe this will be the morning, You warm the … Continue reading Maybe This will be the Morning

Is love something true?

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What is love? I ask myself,Late in the night.Is it beauty? Is it grace?Will I get it right?

What is love? I ask myself,When every ones asleep.Is it charm? Is it wealth?Or something underneath?

What is love? I ask myself,Is it something true?Love is what I see,When … Continue reading Is love something true?

No one will love you as I do

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Baby!I need you,I want you,I cannot live without you.As I sit by myself,All I can do,Is think about the days,When I used to hold you.What I would give,To go back to those daysYou mean the world to meAnd I want you to stay.I pray to GodTo send … Continue reading No one will love you as I do

It hurt to face the truth

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If you only knew how I feelIf you only knew what I thinkEvery time I look at youMy heart just seems to shrinkYou took your love awayLike it didnt hurt to sayThat you didn’t love me anymoreAnd you wanted to get awayIt’s like my life was overAnd … Continue reading It hurt to face the truth

You'll find it to be true

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I haven’t known you very longbut that’s not the way I feel,I’ve told you all about meI have nothing to conceal.What I say may sound silly nowbut you will find it to be true,I never thought that when we metI would fall in love with you.You are … Continue reading You'll find it to be true

From point A to point B

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Seems the message has lost its clarity, I hide behind my sarcasm, a poor man’s prosperity, Irritating….My insecurities buzzing like flies, I’d seem more sincere if I could look you in the eyes, But it feels like trespassing…I cannot decide on this or that, Just a drifter … Continue reading From point A to point B