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In the Stream of Dreams: demanding
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. What I need is. A man true to his word. Someone that can make. My wishes be heard. What I want is. A man with a strong heart. Someone who’ll take care of me. Even if we are apart. What I like is. A man with a gentle touch. So that when he goes away. I will miss him very much. What I love is. A man with a killer smile. Someone who would make. My troubles seem worthwhile. I may sound a little demanding. Even greedy if you may. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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In the Stream of Dreams: The Best Friend
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. How could I be. With you all the time. When your face still. Makes me lose my mind? How can I just offer my shoulder,. Whenever he makes you cry. When I know better that. You’re the reason why? How can I stand. In the corner and hide. When you’re with him. And it hurts me so inside? How can I end up. When my heart can’t find words. To express what I’m feeling? How can I just smile. And say that I’m happy for you. And it makes me blue? How can I risk.
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In the Stream of Dreams: thoughts of you
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. The candle light flickers in the dark. As raindrops fall aimlessly. I try not to think about it. But something still makes me lonely. I try to figure out. But as I look deeper. I realize that it doesn’t exist. It may be a small thing. And for you, may not really matter. But you don’t know that without it. I will surely shatter. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). From the heavens to the moon. Servitude of a knight to his king. The light of friendship.
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In the Stream of Dreams: pretenses
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. It’s hard for me. To keep pretending like this…. Pretending that I don’t want your love. Or that you don’t even exist…. Why do I have to keep. Being arrogant all the time? When I know that it’s only you. That fills my mind…. The way you would walk down. The corridor during class hours. And how I find myself spacing out. Like a prisoner behind bars. The way you would call out my name. And often laugh when I get mad. Cause of your wrong pronunciations.
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In the Stream of Dreams: From a distance
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. Looking at you from afar. For this is the best view I get. Wishing to get closer to you. Rather than being someone you just met. Longing to hold you in my arms. Even for just a while. Tempted to turn that little frown. Into one big smile. Wanting to grasp your warm hands. And hold them together with mine. Making everything seem like. Part of our own time. Craving to caress your face. And ruffle your spiked hair. Imagining what we would be like.
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In the Stream of Dreams: sister to sister
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. The love that runs between. Me and my sister is very deep. The bond between us. Is not hard to keep. We share and indulge. In the same dreams. As we walk hand-in-hand. Along those quiet little streams. We fight, we argue. But still we get along. We even sing the same. The road to our dreams. Seems a little steep. But I believe that whatever happens. Our love will still run very deep. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). From the heavens to the moon.
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In the Stream of Dreams: the light of friendship
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. The light of friendship. I’ve seen the light of Friendship. And it’s in you. In everything that you are. And everything you do. It’s a perfect light. For all to see. It radiates from you. And has pierced the heart of me. The light is from a true friend. That makes me feel warm. It lets me know how loved I am. And keeps me safe from harm. To you my friend, I am thankful. In each and every way. For you lifted my spirits. With each passing day. Lil and big babu.
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In the Stream of Dreams: questions from the heart
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. Questions from the heart. How can I have. How can I be sure that. This feeling is true? Why couldn’t I have fallen. For some other guy? Why can’t I see. What could I have. What did I see in you. That I wasn’t there before? Where have you been. Hiding all this time? Where did I get the thought. Of you being mine? When can I see that. I haven’t gone insane? When will I feel. Who could say that. This isn’t romance? Who could say that. These are questions that.
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In the Stream of Dreams: from the heavens to the moon
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. From the heavens to the moon. I know that we haven’t. Known each other that long. But for the short time we’ve been together. Our relationship has grown strong. Even if sometimes, we hold. A grudge against one another. We both know that a little space. Can bring us back together. I know that sometimes. We have some problems. But I’m sure that no matter what happens. We will surely conquer them. But what will we do. If one of us is gone. Where would we know.
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In the Stream of Dreams: servitude of a knight to his king
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In the Stream of Dreams. Sunday, May 20, 2007. Servitude of a knight to his king. I bring my wounded body to its knees. Presenting the victory that you please. Wanting to show you how far I would go. To protect you and your kingdom from foes. Following you around like I was a leech. Even in places that seemed hard to reach. I felt like I was living a double life. Keeping you safe from Death’s sharpened knife. But nevertheless, I ignored what my mind says. For I am still just a knight in every way.
