FUTURE TELLERS A hand of luck, a swollen forehead Money in plenty, that's what I remember he said Labors of hard work, well taken care of Happiness is bound to mount I remember him mentioning so You'll even have more friends than foe Swing with delight for fate is going to be good to you But conditions galore, deeds need doing, more than a few All this and more I remember him telling me. But if I let another Determine my future, I obviously have eyes that cannot see. |
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| Written For December 1999 |
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COULD YOU I AM ASKING LOVE ME PLEASE |
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I FEEL GOOD |
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| LET
YOUR MIND WANDER Grains of sand on gold surface, glow from the sun on earth so beautiful ..... Perfection embraced in moments of taciturnity; There in lies a haven in my soul so invisible. It takes my breath away, I get swayed by it's everyday alteration and limitation. It provokes me in those tested seconds and then takes on the chameleon form. Why should the tender mind be such a culvert between life and the after.... |
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| TEARS
IN SOLITUDE They just keep flowing And I don't know why I do Smile along with my tears in solitude. Sometimes it just breaks my heart These tears in solitude. I have often wondered what a tear and a smile can do to me during my tears in solitude. But answers cease to come Some day with me he'll be to share my precious Tears in solitude. |
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| SOUL
SEARCHING Despair not for hope lives on Beneath tragedy a happy ending awaits Walk on the road does get shorter patience a virtue now becomes the reward Feel the depth of sadness, next to it, skin deep is your happiness Life to live momentarily, tomorrow is a far sight Complain to your creator, he has given you that option LAST NOTE: Before you dispose your flesh wonder "Was my whole life a class for soul searching"? |
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