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Tears Of Joy
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Tears Of Joy |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Is it just me... Or is early Tuesday morning, The same as... Late Sunday Night? The way I can tell whether it's sunny or cloudy, From a room with no windows. I can feel the wet of rain, Within the walls of my house. The way I have all the beauty in this world, Wrapped up in a 2 year old "Love Note". The way my friends make me feel, My only suffering is when I'm not around them. The pieces are finally starting to fall together. And I don't thank God for it, I thank... You, Elisha You, Heather You, Josh You, Brent You, Devon You, Roy You, Adam You, Mitch You, Chris, Joe, & Joe Each of you are like a tear of joy, Sometimes at night... I look out my window, up into the stars, And I hope that you are all safe, And with tears of joy running down my cheek, I pray to... Anybody that will answer, That you are all happy, Because that's what you've made me. If a friend of mine happens to read this. I love you. Sam. [This message has been edited by Darkness (06-17-2003 12:08 AM).] |
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