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Short Verses
River of Tears...
I cried a river that flowed to the sea,
and sailed to where I longed to be.
With the wind in my sails and
the stars as my guides
before I knew it I was by your side .

Love Is...

Love is not a possession,
nor a protective shell.
It's a gift we share with each other
in order that we may grow .



Thoughts Are ...

Thoughts are like pebbles
we pick up along the way.
Sometimes we keep them
and sometimes we throw them



Scars of Life ...

Some wear their scars on the outside
while some wear their scars within.
They make us no less of a person
just a reminder of where we have been .




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