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I wanna lay down on your chest
Whenever I wanna take some rest
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I wanna lay down into your arms
Whenever I wanna forget some times
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I wanna lay down on your lap
Whenever I wanna take a nap
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I wanna lay down on your shoulder
Whenever I need someone older
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I wanna lay down in your heart
Whenever we are far apart
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I MISS YOU!

I remember the day that he came in
I can't believe how long it's been
Like a poet he began to play
Just an old friend that hung with the gang
A drinkin' man he had no plan
But he played the 'bird, played it for free.

'Cause I know he's here- he's everywhere
Take a look around and you will see
That cross we bear, it's in the air
Lord we thank you for those gifted hands.

There are demons we live with every dat
That tear at our hearts and take us away
To another place, some of us don't get back
These words are for the hands of the workin' man
Who believes in himself and he understands
Love, hope and faith are The Maker's plan.

One day we'll all take that ride,
And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly.

Into the bowels of the earth we descend
Down into the pit of hell
Crawling on hands and knees to mine
This precious fuel they call coal

Now Petey and I we are almost men
He is ten and I'm eleven
Been working here, down this mine
These last two years and month now

Mum is counting on us as men
Since Dad died from consumption
Coughed every night, spat out blood
Now gone to be with Jesus

The work is hard, it's hot down here
To work by flickering candlelight
The dust so thick, you always taste it
It makes you cough and splutter

We've almost reached the coal face
When I can hear some rumbling
I turned my head to speak to Petey
When the world collapsed around me

I don't know how long I lay there
When sense returned to me
By the flickering light I could see
The roof caved in behind me

Now I don't know if Petey was safe
Or if Petey was buried under
But what I knew and the news was bad
This was a miner's worst nightmare

Not a breeze came through, no fresh air
The tunnel tightly sealed
I think I knew deep in my heart
My bones would find rest here

Time passed, don't know how long
The candle burned away
The last light my eyes did see
Then blackness all around

I had seen night and I'd seen black
But never before black like this
The silence too was deafening
A tear squeezed from my eye

I cannot cry, I am a man
But the tears slid down my cheeks
I told myself for Mum I cried
What will become of her

The air so stale, tis hard to breathe
My eyelids heavy, drooping
Slowly I drift off to sleep
Tomorrow I'll awake in heaven

When a woman reveals her heart for all to see,
its not to be taken so ever lightly,
for she keeps her treasure very deep within,
Hidden, locked with a magical seal.



May it be jewelleries or not be
May be something not fit for me
A woman's heart got thorns of barb wires
Filled with her full force desires!



There is no passwords to key,
No cheats nor special magical key,
If she reveals them so openly,
Than you better take it seriously!

I wear your smile
when my face
is a frown

I wear your smile
when my spirits
are down

I wear your smile
when my heart is
in pain

I wear your smile
til' I wear mine
again~

The goddess of the stars!

As I gaze into the sky I begin to wonder..
I wonder which star in the sky is going to catch my eye..
There are thousands of tinny lights and such beautiful sights..
It is also a full moon and my star will be appearing soon..
Here it comes across the sky and my anticipation is very high..
Finally it is within my sight and it is truly becoming a wonderful night..
Suddenly there is a ray of light and now I have vision of a CS goddess within my sight..
the flawless look upon her face generates pure beauty and grace..
My heart beats fast as I stare into her eyes and I begin to become mesmerised..
She has a smile that could launch a thousand ships and I just long to kiss her cherry lips..
She holds my heart within her hands and utopia is where I hope it lands..
You are my goddess from the stars in skies and the love in my heart for you will never die....

To my goddess of beauty...

all is possible in the pages of a book
story in your eyes offered deep breaths of sweetest air
the obsequious efforts geared to make you look
cavorting extolation to convince you I care
taken in by my words of fancy
you beamed your lovely glance my way
but soon I felt my heart was bending
I then ran out of things to say
except I'm sorry I misled you
with my rotten caddish air
you've found your way inside my armor
now it seems my soul is bare
suddenly, it dawned upon me
I had reached that which I sought
my heart thawing, senses feeling
after all this time, some thought!
the sun came out, my eyes were opened
by some messenger above
my tears soon fell, for I was happy
at long last I found love....

theses fountains of water that i spill over and through the lands ,come from my destruction of my beauty and only mine ,do not be afraid or question why, because beon theses graves lies a heaven of the bluest sky ,the hope you seek is within my heart,witch i have all ready giving you do not listen to the proposition of formless lies ,in the end the only certainties that will remain is the truth an fact that your home is with me and my love is alive!!

Once upon time there lived a gander,
So strong and smooth, apt to singing much.
As he walked in yard, singing songs in raptures
A passer by saw him strutting thus
Remarking: “There’s proper gander!”

A hen overheard him and talked to her man
That night when the roost was preparing for bed.
She said: “They said something about propaganda,”
“I’ve always suspected,” was rooster’s reply,
“Let’s wait for the morning, I'll make him pay price.”

Next day he spread rumors around the world
Declaring the gander a dangerous bird,
More likely a hawk clad in gander’s clothes.
A small brown hen joined in chorus, recalled
Watching from distance him talking to hawks,

“They were up to no good, I am sure!” she said.
Then duck stepped in, reaching back in his head,
Remembered how gander was telling one day
That he was non-believer, “To hell with the flag!”-
He said. - Oh what devil in hide of a friend!

A guinea hen then recalled having watched
Someone like the gander throw something like bomb.
So all snatched their weapons, took up sticks and stones,
Descending with curses on innocent’s home,
Who peacefully strutted in yard singing songs.

“There he is!” – every fowl was heard,
“Hawk-lover! Atheist! Bomb-thrower! Take change!”
So they set upon him, drove out of estate.
And here’s a moral - please all ear lend:
If someone that you and your wife think is bad,
If toppling the government seems part of his plans,
For all your delusion must be driven from state.

Faith

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Believing Resting Trusting

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Faith