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'Help, help, ' said a man. 'I'm drowning.'
'Hang on, ' said a man from the shore.
'Help, help, ' said the man. 'I'm not clowning.'
'Yes, I know, I heard you before.
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it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
it's funny how forever never seems to last
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past
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Sounds of singing birds so early in the morn
Is a beauty in life that no one can adorn.
Soothing peace of waves gently caressing the sand
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I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
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If my life is a big horrible lie....................
If my little bird will never get to fly..............
If the smoky clouds have never left the sky......
If my grade had never been high...............
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A rose can say I love you and want you to be mine,
A rose can say I thank you for being so very kind,
A rose can say congratulations, whatever the occasion may be,
A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me,
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Branches naked against skies of blue,
Skeletons all, with summer gone,
Stark and rigid, in morbid hue,
Oh, so sad now, to look upon.
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In her eyes
did you see
the long lavender look of goodbye?
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In the end, I made myself
Known to your wife as
A god would, in her own house, in
Ithaca, a voice
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Poppies they say adieu, goodbye,
men fought, yet did not want to die,
Poppies were tossing, waving free,
as war took lives so poignantly.
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Good-bye! a kind good-bye,
I bid you now, my friend,
And though 'tis sad to speak the word,
To destiny I bend
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My scholar friend keeps his late Grandma's diary
And a certain page was highlighted in the color of yellow.
My old ferryman you never realized that how I deeply loved you?
Since in the cradle the word 'depth' I heard several occasions from my parents.
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Good day to thee my worthless friend, I see you've shown your full intent
While others rally to defend, no one knows where you went
Hello to thee my part time chum, I see you fled the dragons lair
While former friends die one by one, they turn for help but you're not there
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So I go
…..smile all of friend and foe.
.….the time has come to depart
…..be off a must that do us part.
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There will be thunder then. Remember me.
Say ‘ She asked for storms.’ The entire
world will turn the colour of crimson stone,
and your heart, as then, will turn to fire.
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Now we've arrived to the end of the road
No one can feel the weight of the load
We were chosen to be forever on the road
But you chose for me to be abroad
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Gather the stars if you wish it so.
Gather the songs and keep them.
Gather the faces of women.
Gather for keeping years and years.
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I empty myself of the names of others. I empty my pockets.
I empty my shoes and leave them beside the road.
At night I turn back the clocks;
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I was merry not, in two was I,
And round the clock I wondered why.
So free I did what man should do,
Forget the bitch and start anew.
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1. This is goodbye, my love, my friend. Don't say goodbye, my enemy.
I will love you, if this goodbye
2. A crazy moment in love, am here.
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Goodbye to the people who 'cared'.
Goodbye to my parents that I guess I managed to make scared.
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Goodbye, Malta
Goodbye, La Valette pleasures!
Goodbye, sun, sweat, and sirocco!
Goodbye, frequently Mdina entered palace!
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In long ago memories that pass through us recalled your voice restore my short amnasiya restore what our life use to be how life was young and free no burnt to feel to love heartedly no heartache awakening the sleepless hours from dawn to dust in mute of silent lose in thought of silent glance of love so pure it vanish like wind blows in the sky why it hurt so bad why the burnt like fire arise inside this heartbeat longingly to find him where were you when I needed you the most but emptying that left don't think that i'll come back to find you chances are to much to concel the deepest burnt burying inside this heartbeat I've the true what you've hidden just as this weaken heart recover from the deepest burnt arise but I'm over all your sweet talker and all of that drama you've hidden from me this isn't love to you it's just a game to fool this heart far to long far too much to bury another burnt please don't act like you worry about me I'm half death as I'am I've make it through once but this time is goodbye this heartstrings can't bury it any more this is goodbye don't think that i'll be holding on this is goodbye.
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the arrow shot me in the heart
the day you said goodbye
the tears flew down my cheeks
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Windblown whispers of goodbye
Slowly start to pass me by
Are they yours or are they mine
Windblown whispers of goodbye
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