Lots of thought and little action, brings tears.
Moments of happiness, are stolen.
Time an immortal enemy,
Distance the battlefield.
Yearning for the one fated glimmer of hope,
Absence, does it make the heart grow fonder?
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All is quiet now,
the storm within your head is over.
The white squall of words and lies,
calmed beneath the morning sun.
Driven out is the darkness of that night,
a new bounteous day is born on the horizon.
Future worries no, again
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
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I tortured my soul with questions and doubt,
I racked my brain for answers.
Crying myself to sleep,
Forgetting to eat.
Tearing myself apart,
The answer so simple.
You whispered, tears in your voice,
“Baby, listen to your heart”
RA
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