So I know I haven't posted in a while but it has been break so cut me some slack. Here is something I wrote all the way back in sophomore year of high school during math class.
When my heart is broken
your love you show me
and that's all I need
to make it through another day
When the rain falls down
like the tears from my eyes
you reach out your hand
hold me and let me know...
"...This world cannot hurt you
I am here, I'll keep you
my love will not leave
this world cannot hurt you
call my name, I'll find you
my love will not leave,
will never leave"
When my heart is in tune
with the song that you sing
in my joy you will guide me
As I sing this song...
"... This world cannot hurt me
you are here, you keep me
your love will not leave
this world cannot hurt me
I call your name, you find me
your love will not leave,
will never leave me"
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That is wonderful. I think there's something about what our hearts say when we're young that makes it more pure; not as worn out as the thoughts we have when we're older.
This should be a song.
Everyone feels left out,
Excluded, excommunicated.
So persistent, that nagging doubt
Continuing to interfere
Unrelenting it seems to replace
All your happiness wth fear
Fear of being a joke,
Being different,
When that should be your greatest accomplishment.
Looking down on others,
Feeling big yourself
All posing, posturing,
A secret cry for help.
Confirmation, Encouragement,
Some kind words to know you're not hell-bent.
Wondering who could be perfect,
What you could never be,
Sometimes you feel like one monstrous obscenity
You're not an obscenity, not at all.
So don't be afraid to fall,
God is there, He will catch you.
He will catch you and set you on
a course to your future
the future and beyond.
He will be your guide, your leader, your friend.
Taking your heart, taking your hand.
Never unfaithful
Never unkind
Never someone to leave you behind.
You are included, communicated with.
He erases the doubt,
Continues to interfere,
replacing all your fear
With happiness
and hope.
i'm not sure why i posted this on your blog.
whatever.
haha and you are? and thanks for that... although random still a good read
A pirate. =]
a spanish pirate.
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