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DecemberLike a flower still in bloom, You know its day will come, But all the same it comes too soon.December
Beauty fades, and color too. Memories disappear. All is gone that you once knew.
Petals wither, ground swallows seed. You yearn for what has been, Though it can not be retrieved.
But then a new day draws near, Brought on gossamer wings. And the path to take is clear.
A cold day in December, You bury the flower, But you will always remember.
by ~auteur551
heart- n.- the essential partHis heart beats with a determination and frailty that is scary. I can imagine his heart, pumping away with all the strength it can muster, and I am just so glad that it beats, can not even imagine the time when it will slow and stop. Because the shell it lives in, that achingly beautiful shell, is something I know I would not want to live without. He is so warm, so solid, so purely good, that there is nothing in his body, not even his heart, that posesses anger or aggression. He is filled only with sorrow, hope, and dreams as light and sweet as cotton candy. He has no idea what it is like to hate, what it is like to want to hurt someone. Andheart- n.- the essential part
by ~auteur551
That Kind of GirlI don't play hard to get, I play hard to keep, Playing board games in the back of your jeep. I don't know when to stop, But I sure love to go And whenever you ask, I can't bear to say no. I don't think like you do, It's hard to explain. But I laugh like you do, when we dance in the rain. I don't say what I mean, or mean what I say, And you might want to go, But I'll ask you to stay.That Kind of Girl
by ~auteur551
Wretched WisdomWhen you try not to cry, And you want to know why, You'll be fine. When you're oh so confused, And you're feeling quite used, You'll be fine. When you feel your heart drop, And your stomach flip-flop, You'll be fine. When it's falling apart, And they just broke your heart, You'll be fine. When the tables have turned, And you still haven't learned, You'll be fine. When it feels too unfair, And there's no one to care, You'll be fine. When nothing is clear, And you can't fight the tears, You'll be fine. Don't worry my deaWretched Wisdom
by ~auteur551
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