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be random what is now when is then where is email who i am how it is why it is leave a note? share me, share you make me smile thank you other journals (of course I should be sleeping) (what's life got to do with it?) about me (too much to know at once) friend? (tic tic tic, toc) BE MY GUEST (BOOK) << MISSING �SOMETHING? >> the bottom line who can when i had the time the first of december (has another song) what i do < ? me # > < ? harrychapin # > < ? Random Acts of Journaling # > < ? Poetic Voices # > < ? The Write Club # > < ? Nights Awake # > < ? Fluid # > < ? Adopted # > < ? Childlike # > < ? Poets-Muse # > < ? Five Hundred # > < ? As You Wish # > temporary place holder ()))CRAYON-BOX)))> published blogmad! varb? �2015 CANDOR COMMUNICATIONS IF YOU WANT TO USE THE WORDS FOR ANY REASON TALK TO ME |
rhymes and reasons every word is not profound every life is not too long every silence is a sound but you can still hear the world go around I leave them incomplete for a reason maybe someone will get it someday the bits and pieces of each season hearts and flowers, coal and clay the hope for someone to endeavor to bring closure to the song keeps me sending out these bottles one day right ends years of wrong every rhyme is not a poem every word is not an ode every step is not forward every body soon grows old but life never has to grow cold I leave them for you for a reason I leave them for love for love for free the tears and pain, laughter and teasing hopes and wishes for what can be the dream for someone to endeavor to bring rapture to the song keeps me sending out these bottles one day right ends years of wrong will you bring the chorus another whisper another scream, another dream will you be here for us another winter another mid summer night's dream and help us build the bridge unto tomorrow where laughter comes to replace all the sorrow and tears of joy pour down like summer rain embraced is true love that rises above all the pain say it again every rhyme does not mean something every word does not hold truth every story is an old one every body soon leaves it's youth but you can still find the kissing booth I leave them out here for a reason maybe someone will find them someday I find the release is pleasing love and laughter, wisdom, folly, what can I say? the hope for someone to care enough to bring harmony to this song keeps me sending out these bottles one day right ends years of wrong one day right ends years of wrong one day right ends years of wrong
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |