These Hands are empty
They gave so much
They grow tired of giving
Now they rest quietly
Waiting to write a new chapter
In this crazy story of my life
But for now, they are empty!
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower... -
I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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