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I wish you were always by my side
There would be nothing left to hide
In your arms, I'd be content
With no more sins to repent

The view is grand from here
No longer blocked by tears
Picturesque and heaven sent
With no more sins to repent

I fold into your arms
Knowing I'm safe from harm
Is this what the Poets meant?
With no more sins to repent

I wish you were here by my side
With no more sins to repent

Forevermore

Forevermore your love I'll be
Hold me to this promise true
You get to be as free as can be
While forevermore loving me
Even though now it's hard to see
And you can't believe it true
Forevermore your love I'll be
Hold me to this promise true

The Words

So many ways to say

One simple little thing

Do we fear the words themselves?

Is it the intimacy?

Or do we not really mean it

When we use other phrases?

We’ve become so close,

Our world so small

But we’re miles apart in our heads,

In our hearts

When we can communicate so well

Translate a thousand tongues

Why is it so hard

To say three little words?

No matter the language

We must learn

We must try

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A Long Hard Lonely Way

What have I to offer?

I have no skills to bring

Were I to beg or borrow love,

I could refuse it at no price!

My abilities suffer compared to others

I’m not able to sew or mend

My words are that of a school child

I’m not glib by any ken

My riding skills are paltry

My cooking skills are parse

I’m not good with children

My etiquette is farce

If my diction here is faulty

Forgive me if I stray

But my voice is somewhat Country

To the City, it will not stay

So when I leave your side

It’s not for lack of love

It’s simply fear for embarrassment

I’m not the best of company

Who would ever want me

When half the time I cannot speak

The rest remember my own name

Or trip over my own two feet

No one wants the sick girl

The books make it seem glamorous

But if it’s boring everyday crap

It’s just a lot of fuss

So every day I take my medicine

And every day is just the same

One day I’ll finally wake up

And there won’t be any more pain

So what is there to offer?

But a long hard lonely way

It’s mine alone to travel

I think I’ve surpassed my stay

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