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Stoned
I'm stuck carrying the stones I have picked up
The rocks I let rain down on me
There is no place to put them
I'd bury them
I'd throw them
I'd drown them in the sea
(You are all I need
Just hand those stones to me)
It seems so wrong to say
that I've never been complete
without some sort of problem troubling me
My heart has a way of letting me
think that I am free
when it really has me hanging on a string
and once I get too close to Earth
it tugs again at me
lifts me up to its own devices
holds me a little more tightly
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Literature
A piece of love
Withhold nothing from the one you love
Every sacrifice will bring you closer
Soon they will see
how much they mean
Reserve everything for the one you love
What you have acquired will be enough
Time and trials
It is all worthwhile
All you have given
is not wasted
Love is more than hope
It can see the outcome
and works to fulfill it's purpose
Love is in each grieving heart
It longs to be reconciled
Bleeds indefinitely
Love transforms each soul into action
Begs on behalf of the memory
Pleads the case for the outcome
and pulses until it's fulfillment
it sees beyond the present
However dire it may seem
and it creates it's own destiny
Love exc
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149 deviations
Literature
Stoned
I'm stuck carrying the stones I have picked up
The rocks I let rain down on me
There is no place to put them
I'd bury them
I'd throw them
I'd drown them in the sea
(You are all I need
Just hand those stones to me)
It seems so wrong to say
that I've never been complete
without some sort of problem troubling me
My heart has a way of letting me
think that I am free
when it really has me hanging on a string
and once I get too close to Earth
it tugs again at me
lifts me up to its own devices
holds me a little more tightly
Writings
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