Caressing the same thought.
To be together.
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There is a couple of things I’ve always known.
And there is nothing I treasure more,When in the act of giving without expectation.Some choose to be represented,By things seen to flaunt.As if the age of what is shown is priceless.As if it could sit without reflecting dust.Or tease with taunts,To agitate an envy…Wished and wanted.While others consume themselves,Collecting names to drop.As if this raises…
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(Doo-doo-doo-do dooo)To become suspected(Doo-doo-do-beep)To become suspected(Doo-doo-doo-do dooo)To become suspected(Doo-doo-do-beep)YouSay you love meAnd youSay you’ve always caredAnd youNever showed me a reason…To become suspected.Doo doo doo doo dooTo become suspected(Doo-doo-doo-do dooo)To become suspected(Doo-doo-do beep)To become suspected(Doo-doo-doo-do dooo)To become suspected(Doo-doo-do beep)And youSay you’re happyI can say,I’m doing well myselfBut youWont believeI’ve seen you…Sneaking with somebody else.Doo doo…
They would walk around,
In passing,I told them all…They were beautiful.They stopped to look up at me.As if something heard,Had been a first occurrence.And the clouds departed,From their eyes.Smiles appeared upon their faces.Erasing a sadness.And all traces of it!They believed what I saw.And shared that between themselves.Within them…The Sun soon reflected.Something within them connected.
You need not for me to dangle carrots.
To believe my eyesight will clear…Even if I had them to juice.Or enticed to slice a piece,After mixed and baked sweetened.To lure my craving for a taste of your warm cake.I am much too brave to be that seduced.I will wait until it cools.Only a fool is outdone by impatience.
What rights of mine,
The poor of these wars,Still remain bitter and sour…And getting even poorer.The hungry and the homelessness,Creeps upon front doors.And warmongers have made self righteousness…A vision of risks and accepted conflicts.What rights of mine…Defends this fighting all the time?Everywhere I turn,My needs are ignored.Yet to the frontlines is where I’m sent,To duck bullets on foreign shores.No…
How are you today?
I wish I could say that.‘What language do you speak? ‘I speak several.English too, of course I do!I guess I could…Feel excellent like you.But I am not feeling it!Maybe one day I will.‘That is unfortunate.You speak so many languages…And you can not say it! ‘Yeah…But I’m not feeling it!‘Who said anything about ‘feeling’ it?I am…