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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. Athana Potniya →. February 13, 2015. And you are sly my dear,. Glancing at me in secret;. Gave me a smile to keep –. When you know that’s not needed. You shy away when I step through your door,. But never a lock did you intend it for –. As you gently whispered me courage. To become just yours. With you, I’m affected,. For you hold no flaws –. No hesitation to bare naked,. Even if love gave you scars. To enter my heart;.
Tír na nÓg | wherewordsbreathe
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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. Flaws and all →. September 30, 2015. Tis the tale since ancient tells;. An invitation for the wild,. A visit to see the newborn child. And the sky sinks deep in blue;. Lit then by the brightest moon,. As all shadows come out and play,. The rest watch from the window nook. As they make their way;. In summer’s heat,. The cold gently creeps. Wearing a frosted veil,. She stuns all She meets. And rain drumming in follow.
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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. On the matter of pride. →. To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. January 30, 2014. You are still in my dreams. You, if possible. Me, as well as I have? For only the aged would recall. This entry was posted in vivid pieces. And tagged green boy. On the matter of pride. →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. February 4, 2015. Back then we would talk big –. As if everything was easy,. And that there was nothing to worry. We’d boast of the things we bought with money;. No clue to value them,. Just to make us feel better in comparison. And we’d talk of what we’ll do –. In growing up,. As if we had a clue. Then we’ll agree that our parents. Don’t know much better;. And really, we’re a lot more wiser. Learned of losses,. You a...
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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up →. January 29, 2014. That used to be. Are now soften with. That used to be. Are now weaken in. That held me so. Are now mine to. I grip on tight. I could give back. The life you gave me. Your grip soon slips. That used to be. Are now still so. This entry was posted in vivid pieces. To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Original Poetry by Vincent Vicari. Can you say goodbye? Can you walk away? I need what you are. I love what you are. I can’t walk away. I don’t want to walk away. Please don’t leave. This entry was posted in Love. Three words →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
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Where words and names come from - WhereWords
Where words come from. Where words come from. Post Office Box 1484. San Carlos CA 94070. 160; . WhereWords is the story. Of where words and names come from (etymology). But it's also the story of where words and names are going (neology). Steve Cecil is a Neologist, a shortform copywriter and verbal. Branding professional specializing in 9-letter-novels,. Product names, corporate identities, top level. Domains and other registered trademarks). He also authors 6-syllable sagas,.
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039;Girl you talk too much'. No rest for the wicked. August 5, 2015. It’s one of those nights, you know the ones where you are wide awake till the early hours of the morning questioning all that is wrong with this world. I feel so let down and disappointed with humanity lately that it reduces me to tears. Have we always been this shitty and selfish? July 20, 2015. Butterflies in the stomach and 90’s R&B on repeat. I blame him :). July 6, 2015. I’ll just leave you with some snaps of my travels. ...I can&#...
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To: The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up. No sound to listen for – except to see words breathe. December 9, 2016. Who would stand still. Upon the nightly heavens. Allowing her breath be taken. Who needs not for eternity. Rather, deems things aging as beauty. Only knowing love as unconditional. Her kindness spills from being full. That makes you question. If love had an appearance. She would be the one true saving grace. Dedicated to Final Fantasy XV, the beloved. Posted in vivid pieces. November 23, 2016. Now al...
Where Words Daily Come Alive | A Word Press Blog Which Will Make You Smile
Where Words Daily Come Alive. A Word Press Blog Which Will Make You Smile. Posted by Wendell A. Brown. Asymp; 3 Comments. Cannot live without you. In my dreams i see your smile. Just being close to you. Moments are made precious. Where can I go. This image of love. For even at night. When I lay down. To sleep, as my eyes. Close I see your. When I am not. Near you, the sadness. I found myself wanting. To embrace you, to walk,. And talk to you, so my. Heart could be inspired. By the power in your. Because ...
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Where Words Daily Come Alive | A Word Press Blog Which Will Make You Smile
Where Words Daily Come Alive. A Word Press Blog Which Will Make You Smile. By Wendell A. Brown. Build up your treasure. In heaven, with riches. Reach out for the. Greater things in life,. Whose origins only in. Hunger for the spiritual. Things, those very special. Gifts from up above. And my God will reward. You aplenty, with all. The fullness of His love. Lift the Lord Jesus up. On high, for He loves. To hear your praise. And keep his love. Which is special,. Long for the treasure. Found in heaven,.
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Mot de passe :. J'ai oublié mon mot de passe. Je ne veux désormais collectionner que les moments de bonheur. Ce doit être ça, l'amour : quand le regard de l'autre voit en vous ce que vous ne voyez pas vous-même, l'extrait comme une pépite dorée et vous l'offre. Entre elle et moi, plus il y a d'espace et moins je respire. Francis Cabrel. Le sentiment amoureux se mesure à l'ampleur du manque, à l'état fiévreux dans lequel l'absence de l'autre nous plonge. Francis Noël. Mise à jour :. Abonne-toi à mon blog!
