20 YearsThe first year you laughed and taught me how to smile The second year you had me walk myself for a little while The third year you gave me toys and taught me how to play The fourth year you prepared me for that very first school day The fifth year you helped me learn to read a book and write The sixth year you taught me math and how to fly a kite The seventh year you showed me how to make new friends The eighth year you showed me how to play pretend The ninth year you helped me learn how to dance The tenth year you showed me how to pick out pants The eleventh year you taught me how t20 Years
That is Our LoveA burning desire to feel your heart pounding when we are embraced. A burning desire to feel your lips quiver when you kiss me. A burning desire to feel you penetrating my thoughts when you look deep into my eyes. A burning desire to feel your hand touch mine when silence falls upon us. A burning desireThat is Our Love
to embrace the romance and passion that is our love.
What I SeeI see leaves changing, but not quite ready to fall.What I See
I see birds singing, but not yet their last song.
I see bees buzzing, not quite ready to hide.
I see rain falling, but not quite ready to freeze.
I see flowers blooming, but not for too long.
I smell the crisp air, but not quite crisp enough.
I feel chills from cold, but not yet piercing.
This Isn't Over YetI hope you realize how many people you've hurt, and the extent of what you've done, you think you're high and mighty now, I hope you've had your fun.This Isn't Over Yet
You can never bring our nation down, you will never get away, you can run but you can't hide,
there's no doubt, one day, you'll pay.
In an attempt to break us apart, you've only brought us together, this event will go down in history, and will be remembered forever.
I promise you this isn't the end, our revenge one day we'll get, so you all better be prepared, this isn't over yet.
I slept wrong.
Thank you.
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Life is nothing without a little chaos to make it interesting
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Squeeze me and taste my citrusy goodness!
sup?
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"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
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