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Love/Hate

There are some who are swept up in love’s sweet embrace.

And there are some who wish to slap it in the face.

The ones who feel love feel the suns rays upon their skin!

and the others want nothing more than for them to keep it all in.

But love is freeing and pure, it brings joy!

Nah, love is just a clever marketers ploy.

No, I believe that true love will win out in the end.

Yeah! Because the more you love, the more you have to spend!

I think you’re just hurt from a past love gone wrong.

Well, yeah…we…we even had our own song.

You see this hurt inside is making your eyes blind to truth.

What do you mean? Of love I have no proof!

You do deep within, in your memories, there must be some good!

You know what you’re right…they’re coming back to me like a flood…

Think on your family, your friends, your successes

I am, and also thinking of that girl in the black tresses

Well, that too, and while you’re at it I must say, I love you…

I suppose you’re right, my true friend…and you know what? I love you too.

Word. Happy Valentine’s Day.

 

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Jᴜsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅs,
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇs.
Rɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʀғᴀᴄᴇ.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ɪɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ
ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀɪɴɢ,
ᴏɴ ʜᴀᴛᴇ…
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴇɴ
ᴀɴᴅ sᴋɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴ
Wᴏʀᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ, “sᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜɴɢ”
Pᴏᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ
Tʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɪsɴ’ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴀᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ Gᴏᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ “I ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ I ᴀᴍ…I ᴀᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ!”
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜs ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ

more than  you could imagine!

Broken Heart:by starry eyed kid


Pray With Me.

Amidst our goings-on and happenings, and as we strive to accomplish our God-given dream’s, we must never forget to speak for and with the rest of the world. Our prayer’s, our sincere prayer’s, be with the world and those who are suffering through trauma and devastation, pain and loss. God is with us. Two or three. How about two or three million?

We pray. We stand together.

We pray. We stand together.

White. Black. Asian. Latino. Australian. Greek. Haitian. Muslim. Christian. Man. Woman. Child.

We are one.

And I pray this is not in vain, all that you know about, all you can hide
How would you feel inside? (Live in love!!!)

Times Of Grace


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