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ani Feb 2012
I'm looking for something searching through and through
But how will I find it if I do not  know what it is
I tried deriving it from a kiss
I didn't find it even though the kiss was bliss.

I'm looking for something searching for it though and through
But how will I find it if I do not know what to do,
I couldn't find it so I choose to vandalize you.

Yet you allow it why is it so....
Have you found what your looking for
Or havn't you thought it through
Or are u just so certain that I'm the one for you.

Are you happy or are u just trying to be
I'm looking for something searching through and through
I'm looking for something....it must be me.
ani Feb 2012
If I were ambition where would I be
What would I have to do to find me.
For a life without a goal
Is like being a burning coal
Burning to an end
That is near at hand.
Is this all?... I ask, is this all?
For satisfaction escapes me
I would get more from others fall.
If I were ambition where would I be,
I would be anywhere, far away from me.

I try hard to find you I search near and far
But no matter what I do I hardly reach the bar
Running on steps and jumping over the cracks
Will I ever find you or will I not at all?
No there is nothing else, nothing else.
Yes this is all...
For you yourself have now experienced a clumsy fall.
ani Feb 2012
A special encounter is all you were to me
For a moment there I knew what it was like to be free
Though I had known you for only a minute in time
It might not have been long.... But for all that you were just mine.

I miss you everyday now more and more.
About you I have thoughts in galore.
These feelings never go away
For a special encounter you have more than made my day.
It is enough for a lifetime to keep me secure
With one special touch, a kiss or a whisper
You would invoke within me the greatest of pleasure.

OH NO...it was never love....it could never be...
Something so free flowing so easy and pain free
... could never be.
OH NO... It was never love... How could it be,
It was a brief encounter all it could ever
and would forever be.
A brief encounter so special to me.
ani Feb 2012
A special encounter is all you were to me
For a moment there I knew what it was like to be free
Though I had known you for only a minute in time
It might not have been long.... But for all that you were just mine.

I miss you everyday now more and more.
About you I have thoughts in galore.
These feelings never go away
For a special encounter you have more than made my day.
It is enough for a lifetime to keep me secure
With one special touch, a kiss or a whisper
You would invoke within me the greatest of pleasure.

OH NO...it was was never love....it could never be...
Something so free flowing so easy and pain free could never be.
OH NO... It was never love... How could it be,
It was a brief encounter all it could ever and would forever be
A brief encounter so special to me.
ani Feb 2012
I see the light,
About to take flight.
Nothing can stop me,
Although my dreams are beyond me.

Filled with excite,
A touch of delight.
Greatfull for the light,
And all of a sudden life is no longer a plight.
So carry on the goodfight,
you'll never see the darkness of night.
For everything will remain bright,
You will rise to a new might,
And fly like a kite.

I see the light,
About to take flight.
My life is no longer a plight
I have become the light.
ani Feb 2012
These things,
These ******* things
My things
Your things
His things

Things we lost
Things we find
Things we hide
Things we pride

Things we own
Things that are known
Things that were  thrown away
For what we pay ,that make us stray or even ******* pray

These things that make us,
break us and make us known.
These things,
These ******* things
ani Feb 2012
Hustle and bustle is where we meet
The integrate city is what we greet
In the morning when we rise so early
In the evenings as we descend from glory

The day is long and hard,
But from our jobs we dare not part.
It is to pay a bill,
Or to keep one still.
An idle mind is free to its own devices,
in fact through its deeds might still surprise us.
We keep rather still.
A waste of life saved from living
Our dreams are worth what we've all been giving.

A restful peaceful night has come
And after one sleep again it is done
And once again the hustle and bustle is where we meet
And the integrate city is what we greet
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