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Our love,

                Are like the stars and moon,



                                   Colliding in love and romance,
    
But in the end,



                                                 They just explode,



Leaving shattered smithereens behind.




                           © Earl Jane
                             ♥ E.J.C.S.

i am afraid i do not belong in your arms anymore, love.

The things I wanted the most
was never beyond fear.

I just want
A love story
That's worth
Being told
                                                       (K R W)

a heart is made up of muscles,
to pump blood and keep us alive.
But, why does it hurt when someone leave us?
'cause in our mind,
we made an imaginary heart.
Like cinderella's shoes made of glass.
When we try to fit someone inside,
who is not meant for that place
it gets broken.

A prayer is like a Melody
without it there's no harmony. . .
you can go sharp or flat
and lose something you once had. . .

Let notes of GOD be your choice
and make music instead of noise. . .
Through this melody you can speak
and he will listen without a peek. . .

It can be done in many ways
like singing in to praise
Or chanting with eyes that glaze
because spirit and soul engage. . .

Please hold on my friend
all our problems will soon end. . .
Don't fill your heart with worry
for the hand that hold us, is HOLY.