Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Summer
Summer's wasting, but not for me
The rivers here run cold and clean
I could find the time to throw a thought your way
And I do
But my arm's not strong enough
To reach to you
Summer's wasting, so I hear
But all that wasting passed you by
This year
Things don't know how to be different
But you have changed
Summer's waiting
All for you
Just cling to His hand
He'll bring you though.
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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Are the bandaid To staunch The bleeding heart.
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Cinderella How's your fella Does he treat you well? Are You loving your life As the pumpkin princess, In a fleeting ball dress And a fle...
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