I wonder
I wonder
Where your at
Somewhere at the coast
Sweet sweet flower of mine
You just sit in the sun where I can't find
My little flower please let me in
I won't hurt you
Never ever, so please consider.
I know I am a boy that picks and just throws away
But you my dear is something I want to keep
In the vase on my window.
So please please let me in and let me stay
I wonder
I wonder
Where you lye
Wow! There is some serious heartfelt writing going on here...
There are some folks here who are working their way through some difficult times. It's quite painful to see so much raw emotion displayed so publicly... However, it's a safe and welcoming environment here so carry on and here's hoping you find the answers or solutions you are seeking xx
Your obsession has drove you mad
Saying and speaking out her name
Wanting to know every little thing
You sir are sick and twisted person
That wants her to speak positive
In such a way it is kind of creepy
Telling her writing is still wrong
Such a creep
Just stay away.
For your obsession has finally gone mad.
I'm freezing and want to go~
home.
Have you ever had no home to go home to?
Have you ever been living on the cold, hard streets?
Trying to survive them, completely at their mercy?
Sleeping in an abandoned house with no electricity?
Spending the night in a public bathroom, resting on a cold, hard
bench?
Eating your meals at a soup kitchen, grateful that it's there.
Sometimes staying at a shelter.
A shelter for only women.
Or a shelter for women and men.
A bed, blankets, a pillow.
Seemingly common things.
When you don't have them
You will be very grateful
When you do.
A smile or kindness from a stranger
Is greatly appreciated.
Your belongings may be few.
You try to protect them like jewels.
As they are hard to replace.
At the whim of others to possibly steal.
A warm shower feels like heaven.
Clean clothes, a very big deal.
The kindness of a stranger helping you
Be it food, shelter or a kind word is most beautiful.
Money for the bus is precious.
But to be safe is priceless.
My house is no longer my home.
Footsteps on the stairs.
I was dreading they were yours.
You finally came home.
My house is no longer my home.
My bed is now yours.
I no longer have to worry,
I'm finally out the door.
Earn glance or a fair hello where ever she goes
Nice and quiet is what she is the most
True to whoever she meets
A girl that can always be trusted
Not once has she done someone wrong
Graceful person that can kick ass
Love, live, and laugh she says
Every now and then she falls
Don't worry she gets back up
Fair as people come
Always there for you
The sun that always shines
Every lasting girl.
Back online when I can be.
Lots of new teas and shortbread cookies, fresh fruit
A gift basket of gourmet food
Thanks Brian
FINALLY!!!!! sigh, i thought no one was going to do it.
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