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Little Ones Remember the simpler times? We'd get lost in the blue of the sky But now we sing of the crimes Lost passion echo through ..

Her touch has become my life force When departing from every hug She pulls piece of my soul from my chest Her eyes of sapphire pierce my being ..

I stare at the ground eyes grayed My euphoric thoughts have all decayed But still she looks at me expecting the world How can I say the tru..

Time is an idea given to us To make us think how we live We can put off deadlines and wait patiently But time we cannot give Can a man..

I am young on the outside, but old on the insideThis system has aged my youthful prideI am held inside to do calculationsDue to some man’s m..

When she's away I stand alone like the wisp Oh how I long to feel her softness, the solace of her kiss She is mysterious I ponder her ways..

The leaf Look to the leaf Floating in the wind It’s immaculately conceived Because it has not sinned The leaf just drift..

Beauty True beauty it has an unrighteous feel. A truly unattainable ideal. It can scarcely be compared to a celestial being, because it is beyo..

The utterance of greeting is my dream’s foreshadowIf life is a gamble, this is my riskThough I aim for depth, one must start with shallowThis is..