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It is often said That you mean everything to me, But do you really understand The length that is to be? A smile that is so infectious, The beauty makes my heart swell, The eyes that are the window To that lively soul I cannot quell. You cannot begin to fathom The immensity with which I love. This soul of mine, the heart inside Is yours even way up above. The best friend I've ever had, The only one who knows the real me, My secrets spill out but I do not care Because I'm in love, you see. If I had a dime for every time I've said you mean everything to me, I'd be on dime richer every second Becuase we are always meant to be.

How many ways can you say you're sorry For all the things you have done? How much pain can be held in those eyes Those very eyes that glare into the sun. A lie is a lie and a sin is a sin, But penitance is what we seek. But how many times can you say you're sorry Before the wall barely gets weak? A shattered soul, a tattered heart All left in your storm's wake. Sorry is such a stupid word; It always seems so fake. So once more do I ask of you How many "sorry"s can you say Before the sinner is forgiven Until some yonder day?

Promises meant to be kept Are those often broken first. Words hurt more than you know, Is it my pain for which you thirst? You are the beat of my heart, But why does it feel ripped out? I see the fragmented shards, Each a lie you speak about. I often vision us hand in hand, Our body and soul are nearly one. But then you say such hateful words, And I flinch at the sound of the gun. Even more so do I love you, though, For i know it can't be helped by you, That you say such things to my broken heart; Forgiveness is the sun's ray that shines upon us two. So now I shall fold this little box of pain And hide it far away. That pain

Clouds are fluffy. Clouds are white. Oh how I wish They could hug me tight. I want to float Way up high, Maybe they'll allow me To live on cloud nine. With your love in my heart, And your voice in my head, I think I'd rather take Your embrace instead. Those clouds may be cottony, But there's nothing like your embrace To take me up on cloud nine, This ecstasy is sweet to the taste.

Mayday, Mayday! It's all crashing down! This world you built for me Let's me pt on a frown. Run! Run! The enemy is gaining near! I've got to hude from those eyes The eyes that hold fear. The mirror is broken now Along with my decrepit soul. Look what you did; My life you stole. Mayday, Mayday! We've been hit! The love-shot arrow Only stings just a bit. Despite the pain you enstilled in me, The fear you placed in my eyes, Every day the love-shot arrow Strikes me down but I never will die.

You're the thought that starts each morning the conclusion to my day. You are all in I do and everything I say. You're the smile on my face the twinkle in my eye. The warmth inside my heart and the fullness in my life. You're the hand laced im mine, and the coat upon my back. My friend, my love my shoulder to lean on. You're my silly, mature, caring thoughtful, bright and honest guy. The one who holds me tightly when I need to cry. You're the dimple to my cheek the ever constant tingle in my soul The voice that makes me weak the hapiness of my life. You are all I've ever wanted. You are all I need Y

When you find yourself on your own, Remember that you are not alone, And when your feeling down and  blue, Remember that I'll always love you. When I am not here with you, Remember that our love is pure and true, I think about you every night and day, When Im with you I want to stay. I hope you will always remember me, Because I will remember you for eternity I never want to let you go, Because I love you more than you could ever know. If there was anything I could do, I would do it just to please you, You know its well and truly  true, I would do anything for you. When your looking at the stars, in the eternal blue Remembe

She is a piano lover, say the sweet melodious keys pouring from the ear buds on the bed; she is a literate girl, say the mile-high stacks of books in every nook and cranny; and a poet, too, says the tattered spiral notebook filled with beautiful inked words; and the even tidiness and the organized aspect of the room shout that she is borderline obsessive compulsive. She has two siblings, say the boyish grins looking down at passersby from a wall; a small dog, too, say the little tuffs of fur on the hardwood floors, fluttering in the breeze; they are not a frugal family, say the luxurious furniture and decorations and the stressed look and gr

Death comes to awaken me, It drags me down to drown I feel alive Ready to thrive In death's calming wake. The stench soaks the ground, The rancid, beautiful shadow. How can this be? Will it accept me? Into its calming, terrible embrace? Detection, rejection, I break the surface of Death. Tears stream down, I can breath again, And it's more painful than ever.

Fascinated with your personality, Always there to listen to whatever you have to say, Loving what is yet to be, Long the days and nights are Of the thoughts I have of you. Inexplicably captivated by you, Never giving up against the odds, Guillible my heart is. For many desire you, Only I shall show you My deepest thoughts And emotions, Risking all I am willing to. Yearning for your touch, O' beautiful you truly are, Unable to have the simple pleasure Of spending time with you