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The sadness lessens with each passing day But so do the memories, so far away Four years and counting without you around I can't believe you're six feet underground I barely remember your smiling face My strongest memories are of you sick You were always hooked up to a machine It helped you eat cause you couldn't alone You were so sick I couldn't look, id cry Skin and bone was all that was left of you The few glimpses I took stick with me now I fear those peaks won't ever fade away In case I never told you, I love you You were like a second father to me You stupid man why did you have to die! Why couldn't you win people have be

I woke in the light of the moon And thought I woke all too soon I heard the clock chime So I looked at the time To find it was already noon

He loves to romp and roll and run Playing with him is fun for everyone Although he bites everything he sees I still want to give him a big squeeze He is so cute and adorable Our other two dogs think he is absolutely horrible We weren't going to get him but we couldn't resist We just had to give moms arm a great big twist Everything has teeth marks now From our chewing little cow He is completely black with white on his chest And he is as soft as a velvet vest Our other two dogs are far less than thrilled So far so good though because he hasn't been killed All in all I think they will work it out In fact I have no doubt That th

I was sworn to love him and I loved him with every fiber But he spared no love for me although we were wed. He loved the blacksmiths daughter. Imagine the scandal a Knight in Arthurs Guard with the blacksmiths daughter! I could not let it happen I wouldn't let it happen! The thought still makes me sick! He has been pledged to me by our parents but I always had a fondness for him. He has the right to a second wife And I am supposed to sit and pretend we are a family When she will ruin everything! I could not let it happen I wouldn't let it happen! I would have my love if it meant the demise of them both! If he would not love me tha

Holding his hand as the world walks by us I know he doesnt exist Im not blind Im all alone but I wont make a fuss Cause Im holding out for a man thats kind One who notices when I walk by him One who realizes I exist A man who doesnt think I need a gym A man who loves my every quirky twist It doesent matter if he's good looking I dont much care what he looks like at all I wouldnt care if he did scrapbooking So long as he keeps his promis to call I realize that this is pathetic and for that I am apologetic

I watch the flames lick and curl twoards the sky I long to be among them dancing twirling and carefree but instead im in the embers burnt out and alone gazing up at the former me I was a flame to dim the rest but instead im in the embers I shot sparks up as a final farewell to the life that I knew as I shrank and shriveled to near nothingness and now Im in the embers but here I play an essential role in keeping the flames alive so I must be in the embers from my death will come new life with flames flying high as I live on in the embers other flames die and yet more grow bringing new embers who sit and mourn but I will sing f

Enveloped in silence and drowning in thought my mind circles about and I wonder who am I? What have I become and why? The rivers refuse to flow their joined streams from eyes refusing to feel their warm comfort. How did I get here? How will I get out? How can I tell who I am when lies are fed from every place, every trusted mouth? You say I am perfect as I am. LIES! If I am perfect why are you trying to change the very core of my being? Why cant, wont I be accepted for me? I put on my mask ad my plastic smile hoping you will not see how Ive changed, how I am fighting to survive each day. I put on my mask and you close your eye

The cool wind whips at my face as I ready myself for the feat to come. Nothing will stop me, not this time. I secure the straps and wait for the pilots okay. He gives the signal and I plunge myself into the sea of air. On any other occasion I would have enjoyed this but this time it was for Delilah. Delilah and I are .... were professional skydivers,we had been together since our first dive. We were soul mates to the core and we didn't care what people thought of our relationship. I'm falling through the air leaving a trail of ashes behind me, leaving Delilah behind me. Tears are streaming from my eyes whipped away by the wind. If it weren't