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I hope at night that you dream of me
That my sweet whispers reach your ears
I pray to God at night that you might love me
Say it's so, take away all my fears

But the girl I see in the mirror
Prays to God you don't hear her

There's a girl looking in the mirror
I can see her, but I can't hear her

Beautiful face,
lonely eyes
I can see she's not one,
to mess around with the guys

There's only one,
That holds the love in her heart.
Him.


If he doesn't hold on dearly, he might lose it
A fragile soul and a breakable heart
She cries out with lovely music
Praying she doesn't get torn all apart

This girl looking in my mirror
Knows you'll never hear her

How do I tell her, show her the way
He'll never hear her, if he can't see her
It goes deeper beyond what meets his eye
It's time for her to reveal what's inside

Don't hide!
Behind...
The mirror!

Show him your smile, dance in his eyes


Staring carefully in to that mirror
Remembering who can really hear her

Dreaming of herself
Doing whatever she wants
Sing at the top of your lungs, girl!
Forget the lies and foolish taunts

You look beautiful in my mirror
Never will she care who can hear her!


Just Melz
*Ana Sophia
Thank you Ana!  This was a great, bright piece to work on.  I had a lot of fun!
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It always felt to me—a wrong
To that Old Moses—done—
To let him see—the Canaan—
Without the entering—

And tho’ in soberer moments—
No Moses there can be
I’m satisfied—the Romance
In point of injury—

Surpasses sharper stated—
Of Stephen—or of Paul—
For these—were only put to death—
While God’s adroiter will

On Moses—seemed to fasten
With tantalizing Play
As Boy—should deal with lesser Boy—
To prove ability.

The fault—was doubtless Israel’s—
Myself—had banned the Tribes—
And ushered Grand Old Moses
In Pentateuchal Robes

Upon the Broad Possession
’Twas little—But titled Him—to see—
Old Man on Nebo! Late as this—
My justice bleeds—for Thee!
 Nov 2014 Joseph Childress
Ramir
I never knew in time
Id encounter a girl so fine.
You'd only see perfections
As her beauty is so divine

I wish id meet someone like her
Someone so imperfect youd never want another.
Someone who'd change your fragmented self
With all the happiness she made you felt

Love is a game we ought to find...
We wander,wonder,look back.
Things we've left behind..
Enjoying the chase, hurting ourselves.
keeping us blind..

Never knew love would be this fine.
Finding a girl youd care for..
Then losing her in time
For she was the girl I love the most..
I cared for..
But was never mine.
Even though our matching tattoos were permanent, his feelings for me were temporary.
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EYES IN THE WOODS

Eyes eyes
eyes in the woods,
eyes eyes
under dark green hoods.

Eyes in the dark
eyes in the light,
eyes shining dim
eyes shining bright.

Eyes filled with fear
eyes coming near
Eyes like twinkling devious
burning flames,
Eyes eyes eyes
they are never the same.

Eyes say yes
eyes say no,
eyes are the portals
from where all imagination flows

Eyes eyes
eyes in the woods
eyes eyes
eyes under dark green hoods.
Few muscles expand
In an upward curve doesn't
Make a smile dear

Muscles should expand
right. But the radiance that
pervades the heart ayes
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