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In the ocean of my sadness
Almost driven to madness
I've been diving deep beneath
‘Twas getting hard to breathe
But your anchor I have found
And came back safe and sound

After all, there was no treasure
Almost crushed by the pressure
At the verge of detonation
From above came salvation
Someone sailing 'round my sea
While watching out for me

From chaos I’ve been freed
Just in my time of need
All my wounds ceased to bleed

Back in the light of day
As in the grass I lay
I greet the sun’s first ray


*Drowning Deep Down Despair by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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I serve you my heart on a silver plate
A gift like this must never go to waste
Have another piece to savor its taste
Take your time, no need for such a haste

Still in good shape, still in perfect condition
'Twas never a victim of malnutrition
Or any possible form of addiction
But constantly lost in ills of perdition

I now entrust you with this part of me
Treat it with care, don't turn away and flee
There will be no regrets, just try and see
After all, you're getting it for free


*Haggling Love by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
the little girl I knew
is all grown up now
out on her own
never alone
wild parties
racing up and down
the highway

the little I knew
is all grown up now
loving memories
candlelit dinners
hosting parties
at her home

the little girl I know
is all grown up now
her own children
twins
a great mother
is all grown
keeping house

the little girl I know
is all grown up now
party days gone
but still not alone
sitting back
watching her own kids
grow up fast

the little girl I know
will always be my little girl
no matter how old
how many parties
how many mistakes

I think of this
as I watch
my grandchildren
shout and play
Children are the gifts from God that keep us grandparents going
Having energy, watching them run, play, and listening to their stories
I know I have enjoyed many times with my own
Love comes flowing in gushes through those tykes
Dear, sweet ones that involve us, also resolve around us
Reality strikes of our yesteryears bringing us smiles
Ever really think about how much they affect us?
Nice to be loved by those so precious... the little angels in our lives
for all the grandparents in the world... loving their grandchildren ... and enjoying the love in return!
I saw it first
it's mine
it's mine

It was for me
not you
not you

I don't like it
no way
no way

I want that one
not her
not her

I saw it first
it's mine
it's mine

Now go away!
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