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anthony-sexton
American
And as I sit the wind blows Gently through my hair When I come to the realization That we're the perfect pair. "A match made in Heaven" Would be too cliché to say So would "Everlasting love" So I'll try another way- Your smiles are bright and golden At the sound of my voice I have to say my dear There really was no choice. You had me from the beginning If that's not too cliché to say But today is something different A new chapter on the page. Our lives have intertwined Into something that can't be undone And as I say those three little words I feel they weigh a ton. Carry them with you Wherever you may go And with this you will remember That you will never be alone. Yes, these feelings may seem cheesy And they may seem a little cliché But I know of no other person That I'd rather be with today.
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Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 11:33 PM UTC
Cliché
If the world could look Into a mirror We'd be in a better place Instead of here. But people are dumb Dumber than you and me Their heads so far up their *** They can't even see. If the world could hear The cries from below Below the riches and materials Then maybe they'd know. But people are deaf Too deaf for you and me No matter how loud we shout This is how it'll always be. If the world could care There would be peace and love There would be no pushing And no one would shove. But people are bitter Too bitter for you and me Their face in a grimace No one deserves to see. The world isn't perfect The world isn't pure The world isn't mine The world isn't yours The world has a future You and I can change We'll be the beginning Of a new chapter's page.
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Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 3:13 PM UTC
If The World
America will be... A place where everyone is equal Where the voices of the few Are more than a silent shout A place where skin color is no different Than an eye color. It'll be a place where everyone Marches into the unknown Hand in hand No man left behind. There will be peace and love Harmony among people A family A unity. We will do what is right No matter what we are told Rather than what we are told No matter what is right. Every child will grasp happiness And never lose their innocence They are the future They are us. Our minds won't be the slaves Of another man's thinking We'll be free Free to ourselves. This is the vision of America Through the eyes of many And from the mouths of few. This is the America I wish for you.
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Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 3:12 PM UTC
America Will Be
Growing up wasn't always fun There are many battles I haven't won. Being on the outside never helped Nor did hiding everything I ever felt. Growing up wasn't always fun Paying for wrongs I'd never done. Being alone never helped Nor all of the anger I ever felt. Growing up wasn't all silver and gold Like all the fairy tales I was told. Sometimes it was grim, sometimes dark I wish they'd bother to tell that part. Growing up wasn't always fun And I'll continue to fight the battles I never won. I'll come to the inside and won't be alone I'll enjoy it this time before it's gone.
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Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 12:48 PM UTC
Growing Up
Sometimes the world is too much to bear The problems, the worries, everything. But something changed, I think for the best I found you, you found me, fate some would call it. You've touched a part of me I never knew existed But I guess that's what love is about, right? Opening the eyes of someone And maybe even their heart. I don't know what the future's like I've never been there. I've been told it's a dark and dim place But I don't mind as long as you're there. I keep hoping this feeling stays That's all I wanted in the beginning. I find that it's growing, now That my hopes are becoming dreams. There's nothing else I could possibly ask for Mainly because I'm happy now. If you could see into my heart, There'd be a mirror. You'd see yourself and everything I cherish. You may not realize it But I've changed. I may seem like the same old guy But I'm not. I'm a happier, newer me. I just wanted to say, thank you For everything.
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Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 1:48 AM UTC
Thank You
If only I could show you how I feel, Then your heart would be only mine to steal. Your kisses would be sweet upon my lips, With our souls close together and my hands on your hips. We'd sway and step in the moonlight glow, Entertaining ourselves with our own little show. My arms would be open whenever you needed relief, This I assure, isn't make believe. Your smile would brighten even the darkest of days, You'd be the change in my dare-devil ways. Just free yourself and fall into my arms, I promise, my dear, I'll do you no harm.
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Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 12:46 AM UTC
To Be Stolen
My wish is a kiss, And nothing more. Because when I look in to your eyes, I can't help but adore. My wish is a kiss, And maybe your love. Because I'll never leave your side, Or be a "never was". My wish is a kiss, And to take your hand. To see the beauty in your eyes, As I slip on this band. My wish is a kiss, Before you will depart. Because even though you're gone, You'll remain in my heart. So here I kneel today, With tears in my eyes. Your grave in my arms, And flowers at my sides. My wish isn't a kiss, Or even a band. It's to have you here, Holding my hand.
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Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 12:42 AM UTC
My Wish