Standing alone in the crowd
Afraid to enter the fray
Bottled up feelings escaping
Pretending it's all just play
Words no longer express it
Turmoil, terror and strife
Brought on by detrimental decisions
Look what's become of your life
A tragedy born of a comedy
Heroes need more than just hope
When circumstances warrant it
Right at the end of your rope
Time to pull up your bootstraps
Hard at the end of the haul
But everyone's depending on you now
As the prophet who's leading us all
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Showing posts with label #nerves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #nerves. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
No Words
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Sunday, September 21, 2014
Love means...
Love means …
Knowing all your secrets
Reaching out and never doubting
That a hand will be there
That feeling in the pit of your stomach
Is only from nerves,
Never your love
Love is as steady as
The ground beneath my feet
The first flush of lust
Grows into a beautiful rose of romance
Constant as the North Star
A shelter in any storm
Our love will hold fast
Together we can conquer the world
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