

A Song for AllMusic is our escape from the world,A Song for All
yet our confrontation of pain
I can pull out my thorns
and give rise to the slain
I lift up my voice
To lift up their spirit
I am shown my choice
And no longer fear it
Ebbing away at my controls
Embracing to let go
Effort like a wind that rolls
Effect carrying the deep snow
My soul so lost
My heart is found
Filling the cost
My feet leave the ground
We kiss to a majesti


Hope Through LoveAs time goes on you will, like most people, see that love is overrated as more and more things flood your life with appeal and apparent honesty as love seems to fail you the flow of time that slowly counts down to the end of your days. You try to make as much of time in these days as you can. You may wonder if love, amoung all other things, is all that you have in this losing battle against timeHope Through Love
If you stop to think about both time and love long enough, you'll see that they're related, and that they depend on each other.
Without time, love is nothing, and without love, time is meaningless.
Look at the ap


I'm Just the MessengerYou may ask me why I believe myself, and others who call themselves "Christians" are the only ones truly capable of love, romantically to be astute, and all other senses of the word, to be exact.I'm Just the Messenger
I will give you not just an answer or an opinion, but a truth and a fact, not asserted or governed by my feelings, but by your, and the people's around you, actions. I will form the sillouette of God's face, without actually showing you it. I will establish his existence and purpose without even mentioning his holy name once, yet you will be reminded of it and reciting it to yourself in this writing, at the end. I will not merely equate


Passion Bitter Passion SweetIf passion is a strong enough reason to kill, it certainly is a strong enough reason to love.Passion Bitter Passion Sweet
It plays both sides of orchestrated and improvised feelings alike with an eloquent yet burning face It stands firmly as a dyke Yet flows with a passing grace
Saints become sinners With just a simple kiss Eyeing over dinners Then falling into bliss
Surrounding with what we know We hope to ward off our fears With just a woman's glow Seconds turn to years
A glance, it wraps us like a blanket Another touch, like a noose When we think we c
you finally got a dA.
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She touched my ohh
I touched her ahh
It was the craziest thing
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If you haunt me,
I'll sing for you.
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