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reached but couldn't touch love me now for tomorrow is not ours can you love me can you see me can you hear what i say read my lips when i pray and if tomorrow never comes will you stay with me today.... writings from the tombs...
in the park where the children play across the street where the older folks pray is a little girl with hair of curls and every day she plays all alone nobody pays her any attention hell you wouldn't know about her if i hadn't mentioned but just a little girl alone in this world playing by herself in the park.... dance with me o'little one put a smile on your face as we dance beneath the sun happy to be alive... writings from the tombs...... if you travel across my shore leave a message on my beach and let me know.... out of sight ....not out of reach.... know you were there. |
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very good writes. i like.
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thank you much....
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thru the years i felt you reached but couldn't touch love me now for tomorrow is not ours can you love me can you see me can you hear what i say read my lips when i pray and if tomorrow never comes will you stay with me today.... writings from the tombs...
in the park where the children play across the street where the older folks pray is a little girl with hair of curls and every day she plays all alone nobody pays her any attention hell you wouldn't know about her if i hadn't mentioned but just a little girl alone in this world playing by herself in the park.... dance with me o'little one put a smile on your face as we dance beneath the sun happy to be alive... writings from the tombs...... if you travel across my shore leave a message on my beach and let me know.... out of sight ....not out of reach.... know you were there. Upon the Falling Moon I dance upon the Hill Eyes of wonder Mind sure wonders Alone for I was not.... ((( Tomb )))) A man full of wisdom,, Life and the joy of living,, Brilliant is your mind,,, Soulful is your Heart,,,
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thru the years i felt you reached but couldn't touch love me now for tomorrow is not ours can you love me can you see me can you hear what i say read my lips when i pray and if tomorrow never comes will you stay with me today.... writings from the tombs...
in the park where the children play across the street where the older folks pray is a little girl with hair of curls and every day she plays all alone nobody pays her any attention hell you wouldn't know about her if i hadn't mentioned but just a little girl alone in this world playing by herself in the park.... dance with me o'little one put a smile on your face as we dance beneath the sun happy to be alive... writings from the tombs...... if you travel across my shore leave a message on my beach and let me know.... out of sight ....not out of reach.... know you were there. Really good writes! I especially liked the first one! (((Tomb)))
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thank yall..it has been a joy to write 4 you ..
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