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TU FIDELIDAD INCOMPARABLE ES
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TU FIDELIDAD ES GRANDE
TU FIDELIDAD INCOMPARABLE ES
NADIE COMO TU BENDITO DIOS
GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD

TU FIDELIDAD ES GRANDE
TU FIDELIDAD INCOMPARABLE ES
NADIE COMO TU BENDITO DIOS
GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD

TU FIDELIDAD ES GRANDE
TU FIDELIDAD INCOMPARABLE ES
NADIE COMO TU BENDITO DIOS
GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD

TU FIDELIDAD ES GRANDE
TU FIDELIDAD INCOMPARABLE ES
NADIE COMO TU BENDITO DIOS
GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD

GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD
GRANDE ES TU FIDELIDAD

En mi corazón hay una canción
Que demuestra mi pasión
Para mi Rey y mi Señor
Para Aquél que me amó\

\Hermoso eres mi Señor
Hermoso eres Amado mío
Tú eres la fuente de mi vida
Y el anhelo de mi corazón\

\En mi corazón hay una canción
Que demuestra mi pasión
Para mi Rey y mi Señor
Para Aquél que me amó\

\Hermoso eres mi Señor
Hermoso eres amado mío
Tú eres la fuente de mi vida
Y el anhelo de mi corazón

"quiero cantar,
encontre que al cantar
me sentia mas cerca
de el, era algo indescriptible"

Yo te busco,
yo te busco,
con fuego en mi corazon.

Yo te busco,
yo te busco,
recibe mi adoracion.

CORO

Te anelo,
te necesito,
te AMO
mas q a mi ser.

.......................

"Yo te busco"

Yo te busco,
yo te busco,
con fuego en mi corazon

Yo te busco,
yo te busco,
revibe mi adoracion

Coro

Te anelo,
te necesito,
te AMO
mas q ami ser

Te anelo,
te necesito,
te AMO
mas q ami ser.
mas q ami ser.
mas q ami ser.

you aren't him
no one will ever be.
if i'm being honest,
he isn't even him anymore.

because
the first boy I ever loved
I loved when we were 8
playing on the playground
the first heartbreak I had
I had when I was 10
two years went too fast

he grew into someone I no longer recognized
all harsh words
and scrutiny

I'm not me anymore
No longer can I look in the mirror
and say I see the 9 year old in love
with a boy who would still make
her hurt today.

you aren't him
which I am thankful for
I don't think my heart,
even 10 years later,
could handle another him

the way you make me feel
reminds of him
all sarcasm
and witt

but now the bite marks
that I'm trying to convince
myself are Love Bites
are still sore.

and yes,
I know I'm looking for validation
in the wrong places.
but so far it's all I can get

your hands  rough on my skin
your words rough on my ears

I'm beginning to think
the two of you

are more alike
thank I thought.

englishman....one's wife's rather stupid,as thick as one could be,thinks wales is part of england,and some are in the sea.****....ma womans thick as *****,rite aff her ****** noodle,she took ma rottie fer a walk,an came back wi a poodle.paddy....oi'l be ye all,witt out a doubt,moi missus is da tickest,das ever bin about,she went out for a hen night,somwher near caerphilly,she had ten condoms in her bag,and has'nt got a *****.

How can I be so smart and caring and wonderful and amazing and funny and charming and handsome yet feel so alone stupid useless evil ***** monstrous sad angry destructive sarcastic sadistic awful ugly fat and utterly pathetic AT THE SAME TIME? I honestly feel like Jekyll and Hyde without a change. I'm this way all the time I can do something so brilliant and amazing and destroy it all within seconds. Am I still sorting through my past? Am I still learning who I am and who I'm saposed to be? Am I trying to merge the monster in my head so that I don't feel so insane? How can I look at someone and think they are beautiful and then after a few seconds can't stand them? It's not all the time with everyone just certain individuals.

Am I destined to be a poor tired soul for the remainder of my days? Am I cursed to weep under a smiling mask for the entirety of my souls existence? I feel so old and young tired and excited. I used to climb mountains and cross rivers with mighty currents! I used to curse the thunder and defy the lighting. Now I sit and weep for times gone lost. I toil to maintain nothing. I ruin all that I touch I am no more better than a tick on a deer ******* the essential life force of another. Though young am I, a man of very few seasons, I can still bear a burden with ease and cause ladies to swoon at the bat of an eye, yet not anymore for inside the minds eye where beauty is beheld I am old and weary. A corpse left to rot in my own grave dug by greed and lust and buried by strife and malice. For I fear I am becoming close to death upon my old and weathered age in which the darkness over takes. Not a sound or a whisper do I hear as the silence begins to smother the air. It is time to decide. Do I allow silence to take the weary mind and leave the husk to go on it's future adventures and abandon dreams of body and mind united? Or am I to fight to unite the two foes worthy of a Shakespearean play. Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. And how doth I do the deed that needs done? How do I ensnare the slothful mind so willing to give up? How must I ****** this grey matter into thought and Witt for the time draws near in which I must act. How does one reunite a soul that has been shattered into one hundred million tiny pieces.

The ticking of clocks press on the impending need. The blood feud fueled by jealousy and madness  and hate causes one to paused in deep reflection.

Love flowing over beats on a hot track,
My lyrics so serious given the beat a heart attack.
flowin so slick, my spit, flows like liquid,
I just roll wit it, I'm wicked,
No need to get specific,
I rather just rip it,
I'm so sick wit it,
the quick witt,
Its so ridic,
These critics,
just rip,
They tripping,
They joke on us
Getting me so hot,
I combust,
and bust spontaneous,
Grabbing the mic,
playing two hand touch,
Like I'm Tony Touch,
so dope, they fienin for us,
Getting high off the rush
Fans bobbing their head,
I'm on tour,
Spitting rhythms galore,
my fans roar,
from the dance floor
screaming from more...
It use to be a dream
not anymore,
my girl sitting front row,
Went from poor,
To no worries anymore,
My passion put a foot in the door,
The love for my fans, 100% pure
Without them, is me no more
With them,
I pulled the ceiling off the sky,
down to the floor,
so limits don't exist anymore.

My monster will be the scarriest monster of them all
He will not be big because
sometimes the scarriest things come in the smallest packages
She will have big blue eyes
eyes you can get lost in
He will have perfect skin
not a blemish in sight
She will have agile delicate limbs
but don't be fooled they can snap you in two
He will tell you stories
some of which are true
She will wisper sweet nothings
the ones you long to hear
Wispers caught on the wind
He can keep you quiet
and you will feel like
She will never
let you go
He will
promise things but
She won't
keep them
They look like you and me
but there are hidden powers within
He may say
something and
She may agree
but only if it serves their purpose
They will leave you to fight
the mist that surrounds you

choking you in your own fears

They will leave you like a leaf falling
from a tree in autumn
He will captureyour heart
become the long lost brother
She will tell you secrets
become the sister you never had
This is why they are so powerful
not with witchcraft
sorcery
or other magical things. All
He has to do is
smile that sparkeling smirk and you will do what he bids
She just has to pout
you'll come running. running to do what she wants
They have the power to
make you hate them
but it only makes you love them more
They have the power to destroy you when
you are unarmed
He with his
charm and witt
She with her
grace and beauty
Never underestimate the power
of a best friend
when you do
you will be torn apart
piece by piece
they will break your heart and leave you

Alone

            Friendless

                             Heartless

                                                Cold

Best Friends Forever
Never Again

the sill is cold
as is the morning.
i billow in a distant wind.

i will paint the picture for you:
i am old, a drone, a drag,
bruised calf, bent back
mind regret-clad

witt my head an almanac
heavier than iron, still, frozen
on the windowsill.

far beneath me, concrete sleeps.
uninterrupted, ageless, gray
i fear to wake it, how it rests
quiet, still, so still, so still.

Tell you my story
Tell you my hurt
Tell you what I’ve faced
Tell you that you can be okay
Tell you even when you think your destine to break
Tell you that you can overcome this
Tell you that life is mean but you have to fight back
Tell you to spill your heart and let people in
Tell you that not everyone is against you
Tell you that you deserve the best
Tell you that you are you
Tell you that you can’t be replaced
Tell you to pick yourself up
Tell you I wish you the best with kindest regards

Based on kindest regards by Witt Lowry

Brother how l've come to miss you
Been a while since we lay you to ground
I feel so lost but what can I do
Life was more when I had you around
I remember the time of our childhood
Now time has established control
We burned through our youth as fast as we could
Never realized life was digging the hole
Now I'm just drowned in this sadness
I miss your Witt and what you were inside
Sometimes I think we all dance in madness
Hope your with mother on the other side
If you see her tell her I miss her
I think soon I will be closing these eyes
And all that I am, and all that we were
Comes to nothing ,cause everything dies.        Hy

I will always remember your smile
I will always remember your kitchen tiles
I will always remember
Your daring witt
I rememeber your love
every single bit
I will always remember your last call
If i could i would record them all
I will always remember your laugh
and how it made me laugh too
I remember it all
I will always remember you.

Day alike at the end
Shading pale a view
Rest to sun in vain
Mornin owe to bloom.

Pray to god in kept
Bless in old anew
8 oclock with a last
Fair spring of used.

At the time the same
Moment notice knew
Made rush the step
Way i did from woods.

As the yester to day
As believed hoped too
When a yet of strange
Same nothin as unussial.

Met suprised my path
Less a least of clue
Gave doubt to instead
Yet did reason aknew.

At life what was sane
Sense a witt of truth
Dealt from above fate
Met in sorrow and moon.

Shape of fright and hell
Dressed in coat a rule
Black of dark a darker
Shape in tall a through.

Ever hard to understand
Standing sure he stood
There what is ten steps
Away a be a skeleton to:

Death what he had said
Had been of introduced
As we were standing there
Having all each of dues.

At mare of morrows met
So set to lost wondering
Rain at storms a thunder
Followed flash of lighnin.

Had come to understand
Was elements language
As all the told what said
Words named called to be.

Scare of souls is made
Power of unknown limits
Bells toll from the towers
Voice cared to echo wind.

Breath holds with finger
Points what bone rattlin
Said the storm a travel
Of son the man off will.

Had unfold in hundred
Then to know to mean
Yet soul still a frighten
Held to look from near.

Kept low a thiner pointed
Why been told by lightnin
Flash caught: be unafraid.
What been of embodied.

Sun cant look straight at
Yet youre still surrounded
asked the only: am i dead
Findin palm a hand of witt.

While in pouring rain a wind
Kept howlin like a wild cat
Divine for noless at company
Havent feel a drop of rain.

What been so made to worry
Yet from fear my heart kept
While sip of ever wrong logic
Begged moaning by bended.

What reason if no meaning
Have lost still what no less
What hope is for to believe
Rest low in a shallow grave.

While stand tall and still
I remorse repent and cry
What end of world minute
Coatplayed where around.

Time has become to be
What long waits to find
Pray or hope you believe
Sharpened blade while.

What last word would fit
And song a darkest night
Of else more but forgive
To walk again with god.

What a play of full a thrill
Yet was held my heart
Given in fortunes fated
Made the well the right.

Sharpened blade was to be
So hard for my suprise
If comes end come peace
What to be or to be not.

Shall had the last of least
I toast a glad of delight
In dust told tale of cheer
I am to member to mind.

By measures of sorrow be
What word there to define
What hurt of we all parted
May come together to love.

What death called my fear
Now understand so life
The great shadow casted
Lighnin framed made up.

What to the last i believed
Thought to death i dyed
I had come to get to live
Death i praise any raintime.

What death i thought to be
Saw the same my eyes
Im no less of sure in dream
Call it a friend next time.

Blessed a grace to be
Hope a chance to find
Hesitate a day a merci
Born awaken and time

Oh no honey,
You don't understand.
It doesn't matter to me,
How you play the game.

I'm not even playing,
With my own money.

Tragedy and loss are dull,
The pain that comes from them,
Isn't even that sharp.

You know what is sharp?
Witt and skill and success.
Particularly mine.
So watch out.

If I die after this poem

If this was my last poem
Would I get nostalgic about home
Would I deny having to say goodbye
As shock leaves me unable to own

The knowledge of the truth, would
I acknowledge my wasted youth
Will I leave the world behind me any better than I came,did I even do

Anything g worth the space I used
Or am I just
At best left as an example to the rest
Of how not to rust

And become unable to be useful
Unable to have purpose
I never expected to be perfect but with the thought of being worthless

I'm left with disgust from lust
And every good thing I've ****** up
The times I was unreasonable, lazy
Petty, confrontational or the trust

I misused, betrayed, mistakes made
And the Opportunity that meant so
Lil that I didnt question its acquittal
So the riddle is why my potential

Was so obviously expendable
Why was I such a disinterested kid
When did I start to ignore wanting
More, when did I accept all I did

And if this was my last poem I think
Id be overwhelmingly disappointed
I think it's time for a reflection, hey
*******?! Do I need an appointment

Have your ppl call my ppl and have them set up a lunch
At a corner table and hopefully I'm able to find a cap that says "dunce"

Cause u done capped the dunce cap
Capacity and with it
You have totally proved that as far as being a fool goes the sky is the limit

Too late now to be timid
Let's open your past and relive it
Gave away a baby for adoption
And often fail sobrietys trail so if it

Isn't your addiction then it's the
Damage preventing healthy livin
even Stevie wonder needs no vision to see your overweight restrictin'

Your future position like a collision
Is what you aspire to
Maybe it's the way they wires you
Why did you have no desire to

Improve or move toward anything
But drugs or
Some-kind of indulging it's revolting
And insulting more

to life's gift, as it sits unused like
It was something that proved
Unworthy of your nurturing so you
Go murdering it with misuse

Negligence that induced abuse
Leaving the bruise clear to see
So you better remember this letter
And what entered to center these

Issues that epiphany issues you
And hits you to make sure u listen to
The prognostic foreshadowing topic
As if a second chance is given to

Be merciful to how un-personable  
And ignorant you are
As if your so useless and stupid it
Would be unfair to not give u par

For 50 strokes, handicap to the joke
And your probably on dope
Or too stupid and slow too see just how insulting that really is although

I hope you don't miss all the implications left here and switch
From the fat balloon shaped ape brain baboon like Bafoon to it's

Evolved form.. Whatever that is
Brain of **** to something with
More IQ to help by leaving you to
match a Popsicles Witt

And lastly I'll give a view to conclude saying if this is the last before u died
than the most poetic thing about this
Poem would be the irony it provides

Into my life you came so unexpectedly
With so much witt and confidence
You showed yourself to me
At first I did not want to trust
The feeling I have inside
But through the days to follow
It was a feeling I could not hide
As the days turned into weeks
I dared to open my soul
I dared to let a stranger into
The sanctity of my heart
And now today I dare to say
That this just might be love
For this feelings that I feel
Drives me crazy enough.
I do not know what tomorrow brings
Or what the days to follow behold
But this I know for certain
It is a story yet to be told.
So let us take one day at a time
And enjoy this wonderful day
And let love between us grow
By the power of Gods Love I pray

When I see the love in his eyes,
I always go back to our first kiss.
It was in an elevator.
I remember, I pushed all the buttons.
Floor one,
Tension was in the air but it felt like it belonged there,
In an empty elevator with just us two,
I could feel time stop.
Floor two,
I could hear heartbeats racing, and not just my own
As we stand there, side by side, my palms start to get sweaty,
I can't seem to peel my eyes away from his smile, his lips.
I see the words roll off of his tongue and automatically, I start to fall.
Fall for his charm, his witt, his heart of gold, and his beautiful, brown eyes.
As the doors start to close, leaving floor three, our lips collided.
In that moment, nothing else mattered.
He held me by the waist, lips still interlocked,
I never knew so much passion could be felt in one kiss.
As our lips slowly drifted apart,
I could feel the breath from my body escape,
Floor four,
As we reached our destination,
I could feel my cheeks were burning red.
The grin I had from ear to ear could be seen for miles,
The gleam in his eye shined brighter than ever before.
That moment in the elevator,
That moment in time, is something I will look back on for the rest of my life,
That moment is the moment where I fell in love.

Anticipation a seduction of timing
finding that ultra thin line
Tempo and pitch climbing
Intertwining
You're desire for release
Then nothing .........
silence
That weightless feeling
You know anticipating
You slowly close you're eyes
You're body prepares twisted
Contorted
Wierd look on you face
No one stares no one cares
They can feel it comming too
Right there wait for it
Ah
Ahhh
Ahhhh1ah1  2
Wait for it
Then
...........
BOOM ALAKAWOOP WOOP WOOP TICK TICKTICK
BOOM DALLLA DALA ..........
WEEP WEEP ......BOOM
ADALLLA DOM DOM DO DALLLA
BOOM
DOIN THU CHUNKY FUNKY ****** CHIKEN
HEADS ALL SWIVLEN LIKE



sensation euphoric metaphorically

A dream on a beam
Swimmed in to view
One without a seam
On warm breeze blew

A goddess pure
In aura resplendent
Sweet, demure
Witt light replete, transcendent

A blessing from
The upper world
To show me path
Out of here unfurled

Stare at me all day
Just poke and click away
You couldn’t make it without me no way
I hold your money and friends
I tell you all the trends
You would never leave me in the end
I could find you love or the plug
Even help to fix your rug
I stay in your hand like a drug
I make you look fleek
Take you to your peak
But if I die you go weak
I control your car, lights, and fridge
Get you over a bridge
You cry if I cracked a smidge
Your kids beg to have me
Will be salty like the sea
If you took away their glee
I’m always bought and sold
I will never get old
Because you can’t break my hold
I was made to call and that’s it
However thanks to some much witt
Now I’m humanity’s only fit

I was with you but you were thinking of her
and now I'm with him and I'm thinking of you

By: Witt lowry