How can I forget you
O beautiful one
You who groomed me
Though I knew not
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The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
He make me to lie down
In green pastures
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Love is a beautiful thing
It anchors securely upon one's heart
It launches Like a shooting star
Opens wide like a sunflower awaken to the sun
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I love you Lord!
To you I gave my heart.
In you my joy is complete.
Your promises I will keep.
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Love blooms
When I'm loving you
A smile on my face
You always made my day
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I count the days of every of fleeting moments, lustful desires, angry gesture, hateful thoughts...They are all empirical, spontaneous, somewhat insignificant as they go by.
These uninhibited manner arouse curious eye, stir fear, you wonder why. The mystery, the element, the grey area in between rapidly changing tasks.
The world a stage, the drama it plays, the actors screen, cry, rage, flare and engage, it's critics always had sometime to say.
Teach us to number our days, that our soul may save. If I had a dollar for every hour, a millionaire I would say. We all chase the wind in one way or another knowingly we cannot catch it. Loving life, hate it another; it is His grace that preserves, I'm sure there is no other.
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Throw me a bone and I'll make a meal
Place me in desolation and I'll create beauty
Give me poverty and I'll create wealth
Give me death and I'll seek after life
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Today I lock myself away in solitary
My grief amount to my head
The love that I long for is no more
It is now dead
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