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 If absence makes the heart grow fonder Does Clairol make the hair more blonder? Something to sit and ponder Not if you're a firs... [read more] |
 You are his baby girl. He loved you the first time he set his eyes on you. There was nothing he wouldn't do for you. As you grew up he was t... [read more] |
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There was a young man named Peter Who had a girlfriend named Rita They'd spend evenings at a bar Peter would play his guitar While Rita sipp... [read more] |
 I have always been fascinated by and grateful for baby feet… how they are perfect from the start… and how those tiny little feet can... [read more] |
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Today’s blessing goes out to everyone but especially those who have the power and who must be willing to stop the hate an... [read more] |
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Little bird is a beautiful song by the Jonas Brothers that, as a parent, once you hear it…you wont’ forget. It was one Trista was sin... [read more] |
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Christ is the Bright And Morning Star makes my soul's days and nights complete. And like you, Brother Fyodor: with the Holy Magda... [read more] |
 Ask about my music project! Always open to new talent to join! I'd like you to at least try Take some time to make a real effort here... [read more] |
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Welcome one! Welcome all! Everyone gather around to sing and rejoice Let all your stress and worry of the past year just melt away Call fort... [read more] |
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A very dark rewrite of Santa Claus Is Coming To Town Wanted to capture and express just how insane this world has now become ... [read more] |
 Weep not for the passion but for the love my heart consumes Taste not my lips but the desire upon my breath Feel not the tou... [read more] |
 "our old stretch" We gather with the year still warmfrom all the hands that shaped it,passing cups across the tableas if the w... [read more] |
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Fans of The Golden Girls, there's quite a few I've got a bit of news for you Before the show aired, there was another part A character... [read more] |
 In the hush between heartbeats, love moves without applause. It does not demand, nor boast, but breathes gently through the ordinary, the sm... [read more] |
 Verse 1 I’ve been dragged through the dirt, Had my name carved in scars, Every promise I trusted Turned to rust, turned to shards. I’... [read more] |