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I’ve got a lot to be thankful for
I want to waste no time in *******’.
I may not drive a fancy car
I have no mansion to be rich in.
But I got fingers
And I got toes
And sometimes that’s
Just the way it goes.
I wake up in the morning
And jump out of bed,
And just be thankful
That I’m not dead.

I’ve got clothes on my back
And shoes on my feet.
A place to lay my head
And enough food to eat.
There’s plenty in my life
For which I am grateful.
And absolutely no reason
For me to feel hateful.

I see a lot of people now
Gripe about what they want.
I’m sure when they’re dead
They’ll want a better house to haunt.
It seems they waste their time
And they fail to appreciate
The hundred times a day
What they have is truly great.

I’ve got a lot to be thankful for
I want to waste no time in *******’.
I may not drive a fancy car
I have no mansion to be rich in.
But I got fingers
And I got toes
And sometimes that’s
Just the way it goes.
I wake up in the morning
And jump out of bed,
And just be thankful
That I’m not dead.
love so blind yet so kind
love is knowing you can
it is that feeling you get when you kiss
a friend goodbye

love is life
like water,it is a need
love is precious,like gold it should be valued and treasured

love heals
love reveals who we are
love sets us free
love brings us close and leaves our heart filled with warmth and satisfaction

love is that smile from utata,it is that hug from umama saying I am proud of you my child
and that voice of encouragement from a Friend when the world is against you

love is powerful and meaningful
love is beautiful
 Aug 2015 wendy maqwazima
Peanut
My conscience is hurting my ear
But I'm happy as long as you are here
I hide if I can
I don't care where I stand
As long as you are bent down

You never said what does it mean
I'm speaking the same words again
But I will if you have to fall
I'm here if you want me at all
Just as long as you are bent down

She feels I'm laid out for everything here
She keeps me away from this song of mine

I don't know why this wont stop
Cause maybe it just wont stop
But it will if I hear you call
But maybe you don't care at all
But at least you're the one bent down

She feels I'm laid out for everything here
She keeps me away from this song of mine

You could be here
Or you can be here
As close as I can hold
Together as were told
*We were the ones bent down
This song always breaks me and repairs me at the same time. It's for those who seeks hopeless romance who keeps coming back to the same person that brought them to their knees over and over again.

Well I guess I'm that kind of guy. Seeking the pleasure of a repeated false love. But to me, it is all too real. -_-

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