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You need faith to get you through the storms of life these days,
without a strong faith you will gradually fad away. Your heart will
be broken by many that say they love you, and they also leave you too,
and that strong faith in God will get will get you through.
He will heal you gradually and heal your broken heart this is because he loves you unconditionally and no human can do that at all for you.
He will stand by you and guide you through stormy seas and know this also he has a plan for you.
I am a Christian Catholic and almost got involved with someone outside of my faith. We were not equally yoked and he left me after  7 years.
White Bird Lyrics
from It's a Beautiful Day

"White Bird" is track #1 on the album It's a Beautiful Day. It was written by David La Flamme.
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White Bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

The leaves blow
Cross the long black road
To the darkened skies
In its rage
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Unknown.

White bird must fly
Or she will die

White bird
Dreams of the aspen tree
With their dying leaves
Turning gold
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Growing old.

White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die

The sunsets come
The sunsets go
The clouds Float by
And The Earth Turns slow
And the Young Birds Eyes
Do always Glow
And She must fly
She must fly
She must fly

White bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly

SONGWRITERS
DAVID LA FLAMME
My music and poetry is another way I express myself in my creative writing.
Love Me For What I Am Lyrics
from Horizon

We fell in love
On the first night that we met
Together we've been happy
I have very few regrets

The ordinary problems
Have not been hard to face
But lately little changes
Have been slowly taking place

You're always finding
Something is wrong in what I do
But you can't rearrange my life
Because it pleases you

You've got to love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

If what you want
Isn't natural for me
I won't pretend to keep you
What I am, I have to be

The picture of perfection
Is only on your mind
For all your expectations
Love can never be designed

We either take each other
For everything we are
Or leave the life we've made behind
And make another start

You've got to love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be fre
This is one of my favorite Carpenter Songs. Karen Carpenter had anorexic nervous and bulimia and died of a cardiac arrest due to over dieting.
My soul does scream to be loved for me,
for someone who does not want to change me,
My soul does scream just love me for me,
I am who I am and I am happy as I can be,
I can love you for you for and never asked you
to change, but you asked me to change to much
can't you see.
You thought *** was the most important thing, and
not getting back on your feet. You thought being homeless
was a wonderful thing and living off the system was the easier thing.
My soul screamed out get a job and get us a home, but all you did
was go to the library and get on your Facebook and ****** dating sites.
You cheated on me behind my back and you broke my heart and almost left me to die. My soul does scream I want to be free and all I need now is my own place, two cats, my lap top, internet, and my poetry.
I  can not be your friend after you left me to die.
I can not be your friend because all you have is *** on your mind,
You were 51 years old and taking ****** does not that tell you something that your *** life is over.
You used me for *** and for money, and then cheated behind my back with other ****** women that you could use for *** and their money. They contacted me and asked me to take you back. You went from one woman to the next on those ****** online dating sites looking for women that were widows or single and with money. You were not honest with them that you were homeless.  You call yourself a Christian think again. I can never your friend.
Summer has gone, Autumn will soon pass and there is snow on the ground before Winter is here. Thanksgiving will soon be upon us and we will all be in good cheer but those who suffer mental illness are never in good cheer. They look at the snow fall through their windows because they are not remembered during the holiday season. Some never see their families again and fell that they have all been but abandon. Snow has fall in late November and Thanksgiving is nearly upon us.
This poem accidentally got published twice
I am incurable romantic. I live in a world of my own.  I live in the turn of the 20th century where ladies are ladies and gentlemen are gentlemen and ladies worn dresses, skirts, and beautiful lace blouses and pearls. Gentlemen did not think of *** until they married the girl.  The gentlemen gives flowers to their ladies and they sit on their parent's swing.
They take walks around the block during autumn , summer and spring.

Gone all the days of the incurable romantics, gone all the days of the morals and values, because society is in such decay it is sorry to see it  go down hill.
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