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Happiness is the soundtrack of my life ♥♥

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Friday, November 26, 2010

Just The Way Are

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His eyes, his eyes,
make the stars look like they're not shining..
his hands, his hands, touch me perfectly
without him trying..
his so wonderful, and i tell him everyday..

I know, i know,
if he holds my hand tat he won't
let me go..
he does, he does,
do everything he can to make me happy..
and everytime he ask me do i look ok..
and i'll say..

When i see your face,
there's not a thing that i would change,
cause you're amazing,
just the way you are..
and when you smile,
the whole world stops and stares for awhile,
cause boy you're amazing, just the way you are...

His lips, his lips,
i could kiss 'em all day if he'd let me,
his laugh, his laugh,
is the only one that make me happy..
his so wonderful, and i tell him everyday..

u know, u know, u know,
i never ask you to change..
if perfect is what you're searching for
then just stay the same...
so don't even bother asking
me if you look ok,
you i'll say...

When i see your face,
there's not a thing that i would change,
cause you're amazing,
just the way you are..
and when you smile,
the whole world stops and stares for awhile,
cause boy you're amazing,
just the way you are..

....Just the way you are....


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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Loneliness


As time slowly ticked past,
the darkness inched closer and closer,
spreading its shadows across the land,
my inner self comes alive;
as much as i struggle and curl underneath the blanket,
my fears come alive,and slowly engulfs me from the inside,
and tears up the mask that i so successfully put on
during the day;

struggling to keep my sanity,
i plunge myself into darkness,
for its the only place to hide
to cope with all of this,
i give up and cry myself to sleep;
it's tiredsome to what something you don't have,
and each morning,i wake with loneliness by my side,
each day i walk with it's presence in my footsteps,
each night it lies hand in hand with my insomnia;
perhaps i have become invisible?
or i have become just a figment or imagination?
they cried in my shoulders and i soaked up their tears,
asking for nothing in return,but when i need someone,
where did they all go?