Her Poetry Doesn't Want To Give Me Up
Her poetry doesn't want to give me up
And I get the blame for it.
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Crying on the Inside
If you had cared enough to look
You could have seen the signs
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Darkness
When I woke up this morning
The sun, it was black
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Love's Healing
Love is the medicine that heals the broken soul
Let it inside, to flow and make you whole
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Shortly After Midnight
Shortly after midnight
into your room I go
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Dreaming about us
Have you ever dreamed of holding the one you love
With the passion of a naked flame
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circle broken
i thought of turning back
watching her form in the rear view mirror
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Night Winds
The Sandman visits-I'm lost in sleep
The presence of you-the Night Winds keep.
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The Beauty of Mornings
Mornings are bright and fair, full of hope
Indeed my favourite in all the day
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Waiting For The Dawn
12:30 AM
- I am close now,
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