Him, Her, And Us

I'd rather be with her.
You'd rather be with him.
Yet here we are together.
We aren't going much further.
We'll be with eachother forever,
at least until we find someone better.
I hate the fact the passion between us has gone so lax.
The best times are in the past.
It's true love and closeness I hope to find.
The times I had with you were good,
but it's time for us to onward move.
I know you want him, and that is cool.
We're far to sensitive and shy to tell tlhe other why.
When it's over I will not cry.
I'll know that it's the time.
I'll have her, and you'll have him.
Only then will true happiness begin

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Inspiration

Through you I find great inspiration.
All around such jubilation.
Far away from recriminations.
Inspiring lengths of grace.
Fear and doubt leave without a trace.
You always put me in a speacial place.
Inspiring me to do things right.
I want to be your courageous knight.
Commiting acts of greatness for your plight.
I'd never show you the smallest slight.
Your inspiration breeds my righteous fight.
I'll always be there day and night.
You always bring inspiring light.
So let us share the greatest life.
Our inspiration frees us from the strife.
The greatest tale of inspired love.
Bestowed upon us from above

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Death Of Hope

I feel like such a dope.
Cringing from the desparity of all these folk.
I know it's lost.
Yet I try to fit the cost.
In the role of loser I am cast.
The death of hope comes like a blast.
It impales me to the last.
I've tried so hard.
Now I play my final card.
It will not work. I have no doubt.
Though I have to try and reach out.
If it fails then it is true.
From the start I have been doomed.
It's the death of hope, for a dope.
Always finding a way to choke.
It's almost over, the time has passed.
As have my pride and sense of class.
It's the death of hope.
The end of life.
Goodbye now I'll say goodnight.

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A Precious Love

Every time I speak to you the darkness lifts, the pain is through.
I no longer feel so dim and weak.
Knowing of your love so sweet.

You're here today, and now it's all okay.
I no longer feel the lonley cutting blade.
It feels so good here in your arms.
It warms me through and makes me feel oh so strong.

You turn me into a man I like.
You give me hope and clear all spite.
What would I do without you near?
Be consumed by totall hate and fear.

Protect me now in tender love.
Keep the world out,
and always be my peaceful dove.
I love you Kira I'm so glad you're mine.
You're the greatest lady of beggining time.

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Free

One day we'll be free.
We'll not be lost.
Worry free when we've paid the final cost.
To live in perfect harmony,
with no need to feel sorry.
We'll have done the job.
Having not been robed.
Of all the beautiful things given by God.
Freedom just for what he dealt.
Knowing of such love, my heart does melt.
Freedom from the days of guilt.
That makes your soul feel weak and wilt.
How I long for these days of glee.
Knowing that we're finally free.
So take my hand and come with me.
Together we'll strive, looking to find.
This place that's so divine.
Finally free from all this grind.
Living with love and all that's kind.

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What's Right

I know what's right.
I will carry on and fight.
Through all this pain and blithe.
Though all seems lost like a holocaust.
I cannot give up lest all be lost.

Though it may be hell, I will not dwell.
On all this misery that brings us down,
I must not frown.
What's right is to fight for what is true.
We must not give up or we'll be through.

So on we march with righteous pride.
Knowing we'll defeat the lie.
On and on some may die.
Through our blood we justify,
all we know to be true.

The bold will cry, the weak are snide.
We need not have fear or hide.

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You Are Truly

You are truly all I care about this day.
I pray for a miracle to come my way.
To hold you in my arms so tight,
chasing away all this wretched fright
which fills me up and kills the light.

You are truly all the things I need.
The things I cherish pure indeed.
Without you near my soul does bleed.
Flowing out in desperate need.

You are truly my entire world.
The most splendid precious beautiful girl.
That sends me to such glorious heights,
my heart explodes with delight whenever you are in my sight.

You are truly my etenal flame.
My soul is yours please come and claim,
that to which I give you true.
My heart is yours you are so smooth.

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Sins Of The Past

No matter what you fear.
There's no grudge here.
The feelings I have for you are dear.

Through all the time that's passed.
I knew this seperation wouldn't last.
You have such inner beauty and class.
I've always known you'd be there till the last.

Even though you left me fast.
All of that is in the past.
I feel no rage or vengeful hate.
For now you're here and it feels so great.

So let us bask in love at last.
Forgetting all the sins of the past.
We need not hold the bitter glass.

So now we move to glories told.
Of great enchantments bright and bold.

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The Worst

You weren't the first,
but you certainly were the worst.
Complaing, moaning, constant groaning.
I think it's time for you to get going.
Always clucking like a hen.
Will this nightmare ever end?
You steal my stuff,
so you can go out and buy a bit.
Worst of all though you stole my heart.
Now in your face I loudly fart.
Sweet relief when we finally part.
I can't take anymore it's just too hard.
You beat me down with vicious words,
sometimes beating me with such strenous verve.
I've had enough you useless witch.
Now I'm hoping a bus,
to what city God knows which.
Well so long and burn in hell.
I suppose we'll see eachother there.

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Domestic Dreams

Domestic dreams to which I cling.
I can't wait to have these things.
A wife and kids.
A beautiful place to live.
No longer out here on the skids.
Free at last.
With someone to share and have a blast.
We'll be free from worries of the past.
Building a life in which we cast.
Our firm beliefs and love that lasts.
We'll be so strong and work so hard.
To make our lives so rich and long.
Always striving to do no wrong.
We'll show our kids how best to live.
So they'll always be proud of what they did.
Never losing in proper bids.
We'll be so happy with how we live.
These domestic dreams I'll never rid.
For one day soon we all will win

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