| 3 entries | | |  | | | | Friends | wrote | | | When we ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion,who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,who can tolerate not knowing,not curing,not healing,and face with us the reality of our powerlessness,that is a true friend | | | | | sleepless | wrote | | Drifting into sleeping,
tryng to show you how it is done
Im awake now, | | | | | Chase's Me | wrote | | It follows me, killing me,
Rip it out of our heads,
Share our kisses goodnight,
Don't forget to smile boy,
Chases me, killing me,
Mess it up in our heads,
Offer me one right,
Don't forget myself boy,
It follows me, killing me,
Lets dress up and play,
He chases me,
Playing me,
Loving me,
Lets take the chance boy.
It follows me, killing me,
Follow me, and bashes us in, bashes us in,
Play me, Play me
Chase me, Chase me
Lets just take that chance boy. | | | | | 3 entries | | |
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