Dread is alive
Roaming the earth

Feeds on low vibes
Oppression gives birth

Without a warning
Beyond a clue

Dread is a cold night
   Waiting for you...

Run and play now
Poetic child

But beware the dread
   Behind a smile..

For thee, perpetually, I persevere,
standin' still, proud, without fear.

Longing for thy grace, torn by misery.
'twas my path–despondent, and fiery.

Thou art but a blessing from above,
an angel–mine–filled with deep love.

The reward from my suffering's finality,
a singularity of hope, in life's absurdity.

And, the day God bestowed thee unto,
A light in my sky, my lovely guiding star.
Amor, si no es contigo, (Love, if it's not with you,)
yo no quiero a nadie má'. (I don't want anyone else.)

I've thought of our future, though I’ll never see those days.
Are you just a dream, or real in some way?
If my end holds a reward, what could it be?
Is the final prize simply you for me?

It's cold in the morning
without you my love
as the day is dawning
with light from above.

My dreams have been of you
so now are my thoughts:
at times we all go through
our life out of sorts.

That time spent together
did not really last
because of the weather
which came like a blast.

I long to be with you
with all of my heart
and hope you will be too
like after our start.

You know how it was then
at our first greeting
for we gave ourselves ten
on that chance meeting.

It seemed our time had come
to be together
as it happens for some
who brave the weather.

Those storms of life often
are too rough to bear
and some seek to soften
the road getting there.

You had to forgive me
when I doubted you
and this I found to be
as our love was true.

The people around us
don't have much to say
they're likely to cause fuss
and then move away.

I have always been yours
since the day we met
so for us to hold scores
is not that well set.

You're my life's one true love
and I'm not guessing:
you were sent from above
with the Lord's blessing.
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