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I taught i did the right thing
I have realize my mistakes
Flowers withered memories
Sound fades, rivers dry
But precious one like you are never forgetting
I taught i have finished with you
Your love is divine ,i confess i deserve the punishment

All my days, i know you will be the taught of what ever i say
Never think you are the cause but rather put the blame on me..

Love is heartache and tears
It’s the answer to your nightmares
It’s a disillusionment of happiness
It’s like putting a gun to your heart and taking a risk

Praying against the inevitable
Believing in happy ever after; oh so gullible
Wishing he’ll be Prince Charming
Wake up Sleeping Beauty; you’re dreaming

Open your eyes to the harsh reality of what love truly is
They’ll be no lasting glow of the feeling of bliss
There’s no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Only another bout of bad weather to endure

This may seem so pessimistic
But I’m just being realistic
A broken heart is the price you pay
With just another depressed day

Yes, it may seem like fun and games at first
In time that bubble will burst
From the fun you will run; the game you’ll long to quit
As love tears you apart bit by bit

Countless days will be spent reminiscing
Crying, missing, wanting, needing, yearning
But when love leaves it won’t return
All that’s left is the ashes of the heart it burn

Love is always bestowed as a gift --
freely, willingly, and without expectation....
We don't love to be loved; we love to love.

Love grows by giving.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
The only way to retain love is to give it away.

Love is the master key that
opens the gates of happiness.

The love that lasts longest is
the love that is never returned.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness,
a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love is an energy which exists of itself.
It is its own value.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

Love is not weakness. It is strong.
Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.

Love is an attempt to change
a piece of a dream world into reality.

Love is a hole in the heart.

All paths lead nowhere,

I Found my love on the internet
on a special day in May
Turned out to be the love of mine
greatest thing to come my way

We chatted on the web
continued several days a week
Her invisible face I couldn't see
and couldn't hear her speak

Then one day we finally met
in a very special place
Finally I heard her voice
and finally saw her face

I wasn't disappointed
just knew I was in love
Heaven must of sent her
on angels wings from above.

Michael most memorable millenium man,
Like a twilight the Sun, sinking shiny,
As an array gorgeous Moon, moving moody,
Jackson jovially joins just judges, eternal entry.

Tribute to tears true trailing thriller,
Michael Jackson lived Legend, left Hero,
World will weep, let loose the great Michael Jackson
Missing music, dizzy dance, inevitably irresistible.

America shakes Oceania, Asia hugs Antartica,
Africa waves Europe, fathomless Our hearts you'll reside,
As whole wide world misses musical maestro,
Michael sail safe to yonder, just jilted Jackson.

Our hearts, body, soul and spirits mourns Michael
Jackson untold exit, forever living icon,
Our passion, wishes riches and loves, marvel MJ glorious grave,
Michael Jackson we love you yet infinitely alive.

The daughter he lost
Years ago
He'll see today
But he don't know

Will she reject him
Turn him away
Or just look at him
With nothing to say

They see each other
Their eyes meet
A friendly hello
Is how they greet

They come together
With a gentle hug
She pulls his heart strings
With a gentle tug

Twenty seven years
Since her birth
Twenty seven years
He's felt the hurt

Finally united
For the first time
It will take a while
Before things are fine

Both are willing to try
To gap the years apart
Both of them realize
The heart, is the place to start

Little by little they tell
What's happened through the years
Silently both of them
Have shed their own tears

So as they try to build
A father and daughter bond
They know the lost years
Are forever gone

But they also know
That the years in front of them
Can help to bridge the past
Of the years they lost back then

They know it won't be easy
But they both want to try
With a vow to each other
To never say goodbye

Enjoy the sun, enjoy the flowers
Enjoy each day you've got
You never know when the day may come
When you find that you have not

Live each day to it's fullest
Live each day like it's your last
So you'll have no regrets
When the time comes for you to pass

I pray your day will be happy
I pray that no one is alone.
I pray you'll be with friends and family
or at least talk with them on the phone.

I pray your new year will be brighter.
I pray true love comes your way.
I pray bad memories are forgotten
and God walks with you everyday.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE

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I had a hippopotamus

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I had a Hippopotamus, I kept him in a shed
And fed him upon vitamins and vegetable bread
I made him my companion on many cheery walks
And had his portrait done by a celebrity in chalk

His charming eccentricities were known on every side
The creatures' popularity was wonderfully wide
He frolocked with the Rector in a dozen friendly tussles
Who could not but remark on his hippopotamuscles

If he should be affected by depression or the dumps
By hippopotameasles or the hippopotamumps
I never knew a particle of peace 'till it was plain
He was hippopotamasticating properly again

I had a Hippopotamus, I loved him as a friend
But beautiful relationships are bound to have an end
Time takes alas! our joys from us and rids us of our blisses
My hippopotamus turned out to be a hippopotamisses

My house keeper regarded him with jaundice in her eye
She did not want a colony of hippotami
She borrowed a machine gun from from her soldier nephew, Percy
And showed my hippopotamus no hippopotamercy

My house now lacks that glamour that the charming creature gave
The garage where I kept him is now as silent as the grave
No longer he displays among the motor tyres and spanners
His hippopomastery of hippopotamanners

No longer now he gambles in the orchards in the spring
No longer do I lead him through the village on a string
No longer in the morning does the neighbourhood rejoice
To his hippopotamusically-meditated voice

I had a hippopotamus but nothing upon earth
Is constant in its happines or lasting in its mirth
No joy that life can give me can be strong enough to smother
My sorrow for that might-have-been-a-hippopota-mother

Sleeping Rough
Is a way of life
It can be tough
With trouble and strife

Its often very cold
And often very dark
But if I get a dog Im told
He will help protect me with his bark


under my Blankets he will sleep
And help to keep me warm
He will keep us safe with his built in bleep
Until we wake up in the early morn