Wake up each morning
Feeling the exhaustion...
I was 14 years and 9 months old when I first...
For all you who've never been there, Godden Green...
I may not be
BEAUTIFUL...
Never forget the past nor the future that's to...
Never forget the warmth given by our sun...
The things you say,
The way you act...
You rarely ever see true beauty,
But a red rose is a sweet thing...
Somewhere off in a far distant land is a place...
It's a place where all the wonderful people go...
Poem, to help anyone that may be stressed...
Current mood: Hmm... Not so bad...
Tender and fragile
Like a butterfly's wings...
Nightlight
Not powerful enough to light my heart...
You think you'll give him a chance,
To take your wounded heart in his hands and heal...
Misplaced words and misplaced thoughts
Tie my heart in little knots...