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 You don't know: How your actions affect me. How your words can make my day or ruin my life. How happy you can make me feel. How sometimes yo... [read more] |
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She was always a happy child, Loved sports and had friends that stood by her side. She had a carefree feeling about her, As many kids do, Ev... [read more] |
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Everyone thinks they know me, Well everyone is wrong. On the outside I may be hard and tough, But inside I'm not so strong. No one has ever... [read more] |
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When I'm down or need a push, It knows just what I need. It is the unknown force, That drives me to succeed. When my best is not enough, It... [read more] |
 It’s steeple rises towards the Boston sky And it's been around since the birth of the nation Making a lot of people come, go, and say good... [read more] |
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 أعيديني عند صدرك الفضي ألهج حسك الوهاج ونادينِ أعيديني قطرةً من سحر تجند من شياطين الأرض شهاب ثاقب البين ِ أعيديني... [read more] |
 I bought this piece of hardware And now I think I'm dead It was supposed to help my system By being screwed up on my head So out I got the h... [read more] |
 Poems of Silence II 28 poems SILENCE WITHIN ASHRAM WALLS There is silence within the ashram walls but over the ashram walls tumble down vi... [read more] |
 The free-given joy of our only little boy Time can't take away. It will live and stay in our hearts, new ev'ry day with Love, like gold, an... [read more] |
 I was once told to go seek what ignites passion within me I found long lists of pleasures and inspirations aplenty After sorting them throug... [read more] |
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I saw the girl upon his arm When did he grow, his stature, his charm I did not fret. There was no alarm My boy is growing up He led her for... [read more] |
 Lights, camera, action. Her life is a play, set on stage, for all to see. A happy screen play, to cover up the pain. Make the audience laugh... [read more] |
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If she were a color, she’d be red. She bleeds. ~ If she were skin, she’d be a wound. She bleeds. ~ If she were happy, she’d be lying. She bl... [read more] |
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I am a red rose, in a vase. Dew drop tears, on my red rose face. ~ I am a red rose, with thorns that make you bleed. Dulled by only one thin... [read more] |