White Tiger Poems

All woman are flowers, but only one is a rose
She will stand above them, She's the one I chose

I give her my dreams and my heart to hold
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I feel it, I show it
In my mind, I know it

There's always, all around me
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Sitting by the window, on the northern side
Watching the people, passing by
I light up a cigarette, and sip some latte
Served by the waiter, in this sidewalk cafe
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Magic mirror, with such deep reflection
Staring back at me, with re-direction
With your guidance, it's not hard to prove
That you seem to follow my every move
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If you're not happy
With what you see
Speak up and be loud
And set yourself free.
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You have my condolences
You have my sympathy
You have my attention
In all its simplicity
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On this day of giving thanks
We are filled with emotion
Because to you God, we always
Give our thanks with devotion
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Seeing my reflections on this broken glass
Its what's left of my heart, before I pass
The backstare in that glass, does not lie
It's my fustration of broken years gone by
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There's a fine line
Between destiny and fate

There's a fine line
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Memories of the words
You used to say
Overlooking the shadows
By the bay
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