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Please Click Here First
Can't you see? Don't you care
I want to die?
Don't you listen? Can't you hear
My silent cry?
Won't you turn? Can't you hold
Me to your heart?
Are you afraid of what might follow
Once
you start?
Would you rather not believe
I'm in such pain
That all your sense and good advice
Must
be in vain?
Would you rather tell yourself
I'll be OK,
And all this adolescent angst
Will go away?
Ah! Would I also swim across
This lake alone!
But if you cannot swim with me,
I know
I'll drown.
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Even though we fight a lot, I love you.
We fight, I think, because the stakes are high.
I sometimes get so mad I cannot
stand you,
But underneath my anger I could cry.
I have an uncontrolled need to control you,
To be your only destiny
and guide.
I know it isn't fair to try to mold you,
But my poor love's entangled in my pride.
Ah, love! Please love
me even in my fury,
Which rises like a tide beneath the moon.
I plead before my only judge and jury:
I want to change,
but know change won't come soon.
Love finds it hard to let the loved one be
The person who is loved so passionately.
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Harbingers of Happiness, Awake
Harbingers of happiness, awake!
And
dreams abandoned, return from restless sleep!
Past hopes, whom bitter wanderers forsake,
Promise once again what will might reap!
Years turn and turn, at each
new turn reborn,
New imagined by redeemers new,
Each in
turn vouchsafed a festive dawn,
Wind driven towards a sky of darker hue.
Yearning
is of innocence a cause,
Embracing with delight what ought to be,
As
once a year even truth takes pause,
Reflecting on what other eyes might see.
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My life has been full of the usual changes, disappointments, disillusionments, passions,
mistakes, hopes, sadness, ecstasies, and sorrows.
I know I must have hurt you, caused you pain. Sometimes we have to lose what we
most cherish. To understand how much we are in need.We play with life until we nearly perish
To dare the darkness, though
within we bleed.
I need you as the Sun must have a rose
To turn its empty radiance to glory,
Or as a nation needs
someone who knows
The secrets of its long-forgotten story.
I know my need of you more than before;
Thus for my trespass
you may trust me more
In the end you must know you will always be in my mine where ever i go one last thing
i ask from you please don't forget that i love you for ever & ever sunshine, take care baby
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