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Amy Oct 5
There's this special girl
who's smile is exquisite
who's laugh is music to my ears
who's eyes sparkle with mischief
however,
those moments are rare
and you have to hold onto them
like you do with precious, sacred jewels
because
she carries the weight of everyone's burdens
always putting them first before herself
she cares too much for this godforsaken world
you can see it in the way she walks that she's defeated.
but no one sees what it does to her.
kind people are more surprising than unkind people.
PawanTube Sep 19
Sometimes tick of the clock makes me cry
Whenever I link my past through the time
I feel so alive, when I woke up on my bed
Even if theirs crowd I found you on first screen
Seems you're close to my heart
but you're far apart...


It's just massively lying to my head
Never have the happiness of what I have
Somehow it's just precising our time...
I know you can't come around
I just need A liitle time
To change the past of surround...
Sometimes tick of the clock makes me cry
Whenever I link my past through the time
I feel so alive, when I woke up on my bed
Even if theirs crowd I found you on first screen
Seems you're close to my heart
but you're far apart...


It's just massively lying to my head
Never have the happiness of what I have
Somehow it's just precising our time...
I know you can't come around
I just need A liitle time
To change the past of surround
DivineDao Sep 7
Driving on my bike ~~
Behind two Cheerful fellas~~
Sun shines ~ ~Him **Singing The Blues
Bhill Aug 19
I see that days are
Days are beginning
Beginning to get a bit
A bit more precious
More precious to life
To the life of everyone
Everyone who has ever
Who has ever seen the rain
Rain that brings us what we need most

Brian Hill - 2019 # 210
Rain, rain come today
Feed our crops and feed our hay
Feed the lakes and feed the streams
Feed us all so we may dream...
Nigdaw Aug 13
You cannot touch me here,
In the land of dreams...
Suspended between death and reality
By a slim thread of consciousness.
This is my space, my refuge
Where I can re enter
My embryonic state,
Before thought,
Before sight,
Before emotion;
Just the warmth of existence,
Not having to belong
Keep up,
Shape up,
Shut up,
Make something of myself
All I had to do was exist;
I was precious once,
A pearl in an oyster
Not a stone in your shoe.
Ally Aug 2
I give you my words
treasure them
I give you my mind
always be kind

I give you my heart
but it will surely die
So instead hold on to my soul
it's the most precious gift of all
Ashley Kaye Jul 13
dear i wonder is it you
that i love, treasure
is it the love you give me?
I am gilded. You deserve wonders beyond gold.
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