

if only i could i wouldIf I sang you a song it would go on for days, till my face would turn blue, and my mind slowed with haze. If I wrote you a poem there would be no end, though my pencils may splinter, my hands may not mend. If I drew you a portrait it would have such a flare that no man could mistake what it is that we share. If I made you a sculpture it would be such a sight, onlookers would stare in plain awestruck delight. If I performed a dance for the world to see, no soul would not know what you mean to me. But I cant sing a song,write a poem, or draw cant sculpt out of clay, doif only i could i would


LoveLove. Sorrow. Joy. Pain. So often these feelings are confused for one another. The fine line that divides them is never given the slightest thought. So how are we to understand the emotions that bleed from us In tiny drops of confusion, raining upon our sense of reality? How are we to know the light from the darkness,Love
As each tries to consume our very being? Whatever the emotion truly is, its end result is always the same. A blind unyielding insanity. You can taste it as your tongue runs cross your lips.
Feel it coursing through your veins like, a poison threatening your very exist


Secretssecrets that you try to hide feelings that you keep inside fueled by passion fueled by pain all of them are just the same now the pressure starts to build now your thoughts are over filled as all suddenly is clear all the feelings turn to fear fear of being made a joke fear of getting your heart broke fear of words that cause you pain fear of shame fear of blame streams of thought becoming rain now the secret starts to showSecrets
try to fight then let it go as the feelings start to pour
now the secret is no more
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"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
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