To The Unwritten
To all the souls that are yet unwritten.
Keep the path of joy and love may it not be broken.
So much to learn and delight be felt.
Take heed my freinds so many experiences to be dealt.
At times it will be hard to pull,
through all the hurt, and pain befall.
Struggle through this unwritten spell,
with a song in your heart and so much care.
Give freely to you soul and earthly mates,
right on through to the pearly gates.
Your lifes path is yet unwritten.
So make it grand and spread joy and love to all of mankind.
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Days
I haven't eaten in two days.
Maybe I'll go for four.
I don't see the point of trying life it's such a bore.
All the love has turned to hate.
In both directions great.
I'm in a massive backward fall.
No longer dealing well at all.
How can you expect me to go on living.
When all I do is keep on hurting.
Pain is all around me, and deep inside my soul.
Where once my heart was there's only coldness now.
An empty space,
forever open with nothing placed.
It's been two days since I've last eaten.
Maybe I'll try for four.
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Senseless
Perish the thought that you should not.
It makes no sense to be so dense.
Please don't put up such a fence.
It all feels so intense.
I know I'll never be the best.
I never could pass the test.
You said you love me.
Clearly this was just a jest.
You're leaving now and I must confess,
with your parting I feel like death.
From now on my life is bereft,
of all the meaning and the feeling.
Hopelessness eats me slowly creeping.
Despair vastly deepining.
It's over now I hope you're happy.
Because I'm feeling pretty crappy.
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Hope
I want for you to share my life.
Always be here to beat the strife.
It's all been meaningless without you.
I haven't known where to go or what to do.
Empty inside although I've tried.
To find another and live a lie.
My love for you I said had died.
Deep inside I'm not that blind.
It's never stoped.
The pain is dropped.
I want you here to plant the crops.
Of endless love that does not flop.
So be with me and we'll both see.
A final end of insanity.
With hope and care all time to spare.
To spend in love that is truly fair
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Moonlight Rain
Sitting in the the moonlight rain.
My life is headed down the drain.
You called and said your love for me is broke and dead.
Now I sit in moonlight rain.
A gun held tight to blow my brains.
No where to go, no where to hide.
From the pain I feel inside.
Drowing in this moonlight rain.
Shall I ever feel the sun again?
The days we had, the days we knew.
Now are cast in rain soaked blue.
Moonlight rain has dowsed the flame.
Of a once true filled love with shame.
Eternal night now fills the void,
endless sorrow no room for joy.
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Don't Say Goodbye
We don't have to say goodbye.
We'll just stay here where we lie.
There's no need for this to end.
Eternal bliss is round the bend.
If we face what we both feel.
Then we'll finally know it's real.
Don't say goodbye and please don't lie.
You know it's right and so do I.
Providence speaks without defeat.
Telling us do not retreat.
You both have what each does need.
Tell eachother your secret plea.
We both are scared.
How will it fare.
If it's lost how could we bare?
We'll never know until we try.
So let us never say goodbye.
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Smokeless
It's so uninspiring.
I'm sitting here and no lights are firing.
My head is mired with faulty wiring.
I need a spark to break the dark.
A cigarette that cures the heart.
Of mind and body it makes me smart.
At least it seems to fill the part.
I sit here now with no smokes left.
My head is empty and bereft.
Of great ideas.
There's been a theft.
So help me now to get them back.
Loan me six bucks to get a pack.
Then I'll find the things I lack.
With smoke filled lungs it brings it all back.
The brilliant ideas on which I snack.
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Time Will Come
All this time has come and gone.
I can't help but wonder when my time will come.
The days drag on, I'm all alone.
I search and search but it's never done.
Will I ever find that speacial soul?
Who'll love me through and make me whole.
I need then now.
I'm feeling blue.
I need their love to pull me through.
I'm feeling weak from this endless search.
I pray to God to end this hurt.
I'll continue on despite the pain,
to find the love my soul to gain.
I'll find you soon, I hope this day.
So I can show you the greatest joys we praise.
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Patience
Patience is a virtue.
You'll need it to stay true.
Whenever you are feeling blue.
Faith, and patience will always pull you through.
Though at times it may seem bleak,
and hope is very weak.
Be patient and you'll find what you now seek.
Love is patience which you really need.
Push too hard and good will leave.
The patient man will take the lead.
Rewarded well for this virtious seed.
With which he grew and paid his dues.
The impatient man will always lose.
So wait your turn, ignore the burn.
With patience now you'll not be spurned.
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Soon
Soon we'll be free from all this gloom.
No need to feel impending doom.
Holding hands in loving swoon.
Peaceful feelings with so much room.
To live and breathe with time to groom.
The greatest roles we have assumed.
Soon the time will be just right.
For eachother we'll live and die.
Knowing we were worth the tears we cried.
Fighting through the hateful lies.
That others flung as they passed by.
Soon we'll see what's good indeed.
Were all we'll ever really need.
Take heart my dear and have no fear.
Soon the lonliness will disappear.
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