dedications.
First, for a friend, once a stranger. By chance, two tired souls met and found such great likeness between the two. This friend is a great one, and Lord I am grateful for him.
Keen. The seabird's calls echo in the sky. His sadness shows, like the moon on a sleepless night The sky feels so much more She can feel all his pain, held in the heart of the storm.
The seabird doesn't dare to cry. But the sky knows, and will damn the careless flight For the seabird can now soar On the breath of a wing, keen to the eye of the storm.
Secondly, for a girl with a beautiful mind, only out to find herself, and in the process give many others the spirit to continue through life's obstacles. She's a beautiful soul.
That girl I knew. That girl I knew was a delicate thing Like the band that ran out of songs to sing Not knowing what to make of everything the multiple encores and perpetual applause remind them of the 'whys' and 'because' That girl I knew had sensitive flaws
That girl I knew had a beautiful smile Like a sparrow in spring, she'll just stay a while To live off the land, but never to rile And it won't be long till she starts to soar Away from this life, for a little something more That girl I knew was one I adored
That girl I knew Is you.
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written at 11:55 AM
Love is a many splendoured thing. Love lifts us up where we belong.
Love is a lie. Love is a mask. Love is ignorant and insensitive. Love is painful. Love is non-existent.
