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Flow
By: Amy Aumick 2004
Let my tears come As often as they wish. Not as often As they should. Let them fill my eyes. Will they overflow With gratefulness or grief? And take me to A higher plane Than ever before. |
I liked this one too Aim, Tears can Flow anyway mine Have always made Me stronger....yes it Rocked
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Very beautiful, Aimee...
I love this part: Let my tears come As often as they wish. Not as often As they should. That's the way it should be, letting oneself feel. I like that a lot. |
thats the way i see it to Dogstar
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Understanding
blatantly leaves my mind when it comes to you Us What we were What we never had I wonder How often I can know someone Not knowing that someone never knew me. |
;) i know it Hahaha
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Nor those
who claim to know God And call themselves Christian Yet subscribe to the slander of your rotten words. I will rise up Not as the Reightous But as a Beggar On my knees Calling out for your Redemption. |
Only The True Reightous, is made to be beggars, To many things redempition is one of theme, and i find myself saying please oh lord forgive me, I will Never Leave Or Forsake the beggar And So Shall We Rise And Not Taste Death Never Clip thy wings if if they only be broken It Better Fot Thy wings To Be Broken, In To Battle Than Never to Have Fought At All Wings Sometimes Are Meant To Be Broken And A Wings Of A Fighter shall Be Mend It, To Once More Soar Again with out thy wings being Broken We cant SoarAnd Then The Angels Opens their eyes To Know I Really Was Never Forsaken Sometimes We Go Through Hell Time And Time Just To Be Made Known, He Is God The Refuge The Redemer The Peace The Water The Invisblie Are Unknown Stregneth, time and time Again He Will Prove He Is God, Stop Look Listen, shhhhh Discretion will keep thee, it makes no sound But an Invisble Impact, when it Sounds The Heavens Roar
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Good God, we can all relate to that. Nicely expressed, Aimee! |
To trap the wind
In my hand and feel it As the arms of God Lifting me... Higher. To see beyond What is only in front Of my eyes. To hear the whistle Of the birds that Fly next to me. To taste the clouds In my mouth. And the smell is of a Tropical Paradise. |
I feel the midst of waters around me, i here the whales Sing And The Waves Roar as it moves me in out many doors past present future, nothing can touch me there Some one stronger than i holds mine Hand as i leave and come down i bring the tears with me at that point weakness comes empty sings her sad song like a lonsome dove crying for Rain sometimes it heals my pain and makes me bleed i know some how the angels that holds me is bleeding for me let it pour flood and whash Our darkness Away***}
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Memories past
Fill my head To remind me Of only the happiest Moments The brightest Days And ghosts Haunt me Night and Day Pursuant to what Was barely there And won't come back To them. |
Very cool, Aimee...our own perceptions of our supposed reality, how they can change over time, right or wrong, for better or for worse. Doing what we have to to get through the day...Nicely done!
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I know i love Her Threads :D
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What's the difference if
I stay or go? What does it matter What I know Or don't know? Only you can live your life And you can live it That way Or this. |
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