ee punye…

Hope is a thing with feathers, which perches in the soul, sings a tune without words, and never stops at all. And sweetest, in the gale, is heard and sore must be the storm that could abash the little bird that keeps so many warms. I’ve heard it in the chilliest land and on the strangest sea yet, never, in extremity it ask a crumb of me.

I pray

Filed under: Weblogs — queenster at 9:49 am on Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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Sayang,
This is what we had
And I liked it so much
Everyone could touch
The shape thrilling
So very chilling
How did this creation?
Make such an impression
Funny feelings inside
I don’t know whom it was that died
Me or you
But I pray
That God doesn’t forget
The visions of you
The decisions I came across
I guess you were one true loss
It is time for me to say goodbye
But I pray
That god doesn’t forget
How much I loved you.

I love you so much.
You are my light
And are my heart.
You are my sunshine
You are my night.
You are heaven.
You are clouds.
You are love.
Lets always follow the love in our hearts
Lets always hold hands,
and
sneak kisses
and
give hugs for no reason

Lets always laugh together,
cry together
and
be there for each other

Lets keep wishing on stars,
and
Whispering secrets
and
dreaming up wild adventures

Lets always be silly
Lets never stop talking
and
sharing or understanding each other
Lets always love each other
like we do today



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