As I listen to the sounds of love
My heart leaps forward to join the melody
Longing to feel the words hold me steady
As I listen to the sounds of love
I wish you would love me like this song
I wish our love was real and strong
As I listen to the sounds of love
Our outer shell pretends and lies
My inner self aches and cries
As I listen to the sounds of love
I will stay wrapped up in the music
Where love resonates acoustic
As I listen to the sounds of love
I hear you serranading yourself
Not realizing your love has already left
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Saturday, July 4, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
I SEE YOU!
I see you, insecure, unsure trying to be the boss of me
I see you, no real friends, deep wounds to mend; no self worth is what you flee
You don't say what you mean, innuendos you often bring, which purposely sting my growth
Impairing my thoughts, enabling my fears you sought, locking my emotions to a demented oath, BUT……
I see you, and I say hell NO! I won’t go; this is not in the plans
I see you, acting out, because you can shout louder than most can
I’ve discovered that you are the master manipulator, consitpator of love
Destitute without God’s peace, got happiness on lease, emptiness fits like a glove
I see you, obviously hurt, each phrase so curt, the harm to others a blur
I see you, so full of rage, and at this stage, simply immature
I no longer wonder why you put us sunder, our lives never to be the same
I’ve become strong, and for Agape love I long, free is my new name
I see you, no real friends, deep wounds to mend; no self worth is what you flee
You don't say what you mean, innuendos you often bring, which purposely sting my growth
Impairing my thoughts, enabling my fears you sought, locking my emotions to a demented oath, BUT……
I see you, and I say hell NO! I won’t go; this is not in the plans
I see you, acting out, because you can shout louder than most can
I’ve discovered that you are the master manipulator, consitpator of love
Destitute without God’s peace, got happiness on lease, emptiness fits like a glove
I see you, obviously hurt, each phrase so curt, the harm to others a blur
I see you, so full of rage, and at this stage, simply immature
I no longer wonder why you put us sunder, our lives never to be the same
I’ve become strong, and for Agape love I long, free is my new name
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