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Life begins anew each day.
And that is why the sun shines, and the moon shines it's rays upon you to guard you.
Collecting thoughts and past-times,
For the sake of something more.
Get it together. It's not like you to be like 'this'
What's wrong with me?
You're head is filled with questions,
Questions, which cannot be answered easily.
Me and You, is that okay?
Huh?
Well, how do you feel?
I feel okay.
No, I mean about us.
Oh.
A confused look on your face, tells me you're unsure.
It's okay. I won't tell anyone.
It's like a secret.
A secret kept between us.
When we grow up, we'll both have seperate jobs.
I'll be a carpenter, you'll be a businessman.
It's life, I know.
Can't really deal with it sometimes.
It's hard.
Being here without you
That's even harder.
We've been together since we were kids.
We'd play together whenever we could.
It was nice. I don't regret it.
We aren't kids anymore.
I know. It's just nice remenicing.
Think about the past all you want,
it won't come back to you, and you can't go back to it.
That's why it's the past.
Do we have to go?
Would you rather I stayed?
... I want you to stay.
Then I will. We're friends, aren't we?
Yes. But can't we be more?
*sigh*
It's always that way with you huh.
We can be friends, but we can't be together.
What can I do to make you stay?
I can't make you stay.
Even if I kissed you, in hopes of you staying, your mind's already made up..
You were an angel, drawn from a picture made by heaven.
I'll always remember you..
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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Sometimes the memories of the past, of someone we loved and love, are all we have left. Your going to make someone a very good partner.
If you stand for Freedom, but you wont stand for war, then you dont stand for anything worth fighting for.
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Thanks Roger.
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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Real nice Josh. I'm glad your poems are in a lighter mood today. It seems like I can feel your mood by the verses you write.
Love ~AqUa~
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. Washington Irving
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Thanks Aqua. I'm glad you like it^^ *hugs*^_^
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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