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“All men have stars, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems... But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else has them... In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars will be laughing when you look at the sky at night..You, only you, will have stars that can laugh! And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me... You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure... It will be as if, in place of the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh”
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When she is away from me, I ache for her. It is only in her presence, in her embrace, that I feel complete. There is never a moment where she is not in my thoughts, in my heart, in my soul. My first thought in the morning, my last in the evening. She brings magic to my dreams and fills my sleep with peace. She is my world and my world is empty without her. ![]()
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![]() "Wrap Me" by Laney Wrap me in your darkness for I need it to feel secure. Tell me that no matter what, you will always be here. Take these quiet moments and fill them with your kiss. Embrace me in your darkness, for that is my only wish. When you tell me that you love me, you cut me to the bone. Because the times that we are apart, leave me restless and forlorn. It seems that I cannot find you and I'm wandering without lead. But my heart knows you are with me and you are all I'll ever need. ![]()
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![]() Delicate Darling Dance Deliberate Devil Demonize Dishes Death Deliverance “Dance with me my darling,” she whispered into my ear. The delicate sweetness of her voice was hypnotizing A contrast to the devil that lived within her soul Slow, deliberate movements around the kitchen Where dishes sat drying and the smell of dinner still lingered I could demonize her in my mind, turn her into a hateful fiend But I could never find deliverance from the haunted memories The tortured moments I endured since she had left Now, with dry dishes on the counter and the touch of death still in the air I closed my eyes and remembered the last dance we had shared. ![]()
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Exhausted Stars Delicate Love Farewells Touch Mingle Photograph Dance
Exhausted stars would no longer weep for me Delicate tears would no longer fall from the sky A true love's farewells had long since faded- Like a photograph ravaged by time Surreptitious touches and captured kisses were gone Replaced with the forlorn longing for "just one more" moment One more time when seeming strangers would mingle casually Hiding the truth behind masks of deception and lust Like any dance, it would end but end sorrowfully And after infinite nights of imagined intimacy And endless days of heart wrenching sobs Forbidden love would fade and exhausted stars would breathe again ![]()
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"Pretty Little Girl" by Laney
Pretty little girl, locked up in a pretty cage Seemingly protected from the hatred and the rage Pretty lttle girl, spoonfed tiny bits of care But shunned in the moment That someone else was there Pretty little girl, Barely offered any joy Isolated from the world As someone else's toy Pretty little girl Never wanted to be free But still she fails the only one Who ever held the key ![]()
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