Murder
He who kills a soul, is as if he killed the whole world.
He who kills, is a victim of his own self
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The best moments of my life
Every time my lips are around yours,
I kiss you like there is no tomorrow,
Even know,
When I'm with you,
Time stands still.
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I love you for the millionth time
I hope when I look into your eyes and say,
'I love you'
For the millionth time,
It will give you butterflies just like the first.
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I Be God
If I help thy too much,
Thy will become nondependent,
But if I do nothing at all,
Thy shall loose hope.
but when I do things rights thy wont be sure if I'v done anything at all.
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What Is Love To You?
Love is you and me
Love is forever
Love is beautiful
Love is commitment
Love is a battlefield
Love is in the air
Love takes patience
Love is fun
Love is like a boat, you and me have to keep it floating
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Beatin With A Bat
My heart,
has no pulse,
as beatless as the dead,
and as soft as clay,
but as broken,
as shattered glass,
when will that girl come along who puts the
broken remains of my heat back together
and makes my lifeless soul breath love once more?
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Giving Up What Was For What Is
I fell in love with a beautiful girl,
She soon became not only my world,
But she became my life,
Than my wife,
And now my everything.
I would give up anything, for her!
I would give up my soul,
My past and present,
I would even give up me,
Just to have a future with my lover,
Cause I love her!
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Freedom
I’m a weed on
A cliff, I hang out with
An eagle, but maybe the
Flowers are the weeds.
I’m free and they
Are not, I cling to rocks,
They cling to a pot of dirt.
When there is an earthquake
I will be safe but the flowers
Will not. They are plucked
And put into jars of water
They will die, but I will
Live free and long.
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Brought Back to Life
You make the sun shine
when the skys are black,
my heart is filling with feelings of wack,
I'm sick of all these lies,
worries, and whys,
I'm just going to close my eyes.
pulled down by forever imprisoning darkness,
only saved by loves soft kiss,
pure happiness and bliss.
Your the sweet ember of life,
you spark a flame,
and yes I feel the same.
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We have to stop the war (pt.2)
The Introduction, to reproduction,
Of destruction, is inevitable.
Even if we fight to stay out of war we
Will be dragged in by our hair,
I swear, you won’t have a prayer,
Some might think it is unfair,
But the enemy doesn’t care,
This is a very strong affair,
So let’s stop playing solitaire,
And prepare, so were not unaware,
That we are in trouble,
So be aware, that we might have to declare,
War on another country, I smell gun-powder
In the Air.
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