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Love Hurts
Love is grand
when he holds
my hand Love is sad
when he treats me so bad
Love is good when
he is not putting
his hands on me
Love is not what
I thought it would
turn out to be
Love stands before me,
but I can't see it
God it's like air
through my hands
I dont understand
Will love ever bring
a smile with a warm embrace
Or will I still be waiting
for love untill tomorrow.
He walks and talks as he is man
called love he willows
When he lays his head on my pillow,
Oh how I sigh with
tears in my eyes hoping one day
I too, say that true love came my way.
The title: As Is
AS IS you can't hide behind social graces so don't try to be all touchy feely cuz you lie in my face of all places that really what bugs me know how you feel what scares me is that while you're telling me stories they are real and i've got just give up and admit you're an asshole you would be in some good company i think you'd find that your friends would forgive you or maybe i all thegood stuff when i look up i just trip over things and i've got no illusions about you...
but i've got no problem with
is that you believe what you're saying what bothers me is that you don't
you actually believe that
no illusions about you
and guess what?
i never did and when i said ,
i'll take it i meant as is
am just speaking for me cuz when i look around
i think this, this is good enough and i try to laugh
at whatever life brings cuz when i look down i just miss 
The Truth...
To those who
are lost in your own lie.
We sometimes forget
the lie that we say.
The pain that will
come to our loved ones way.
We are responsible for
all that we hide
and should say.
So i'll hold my
head high because,
it's come time to pay.
Why is it we make
ourselves this ugly way.
I promise to tell
the truth everyday.
In hopes that it
will bring you back
to me some day.
So we can enjoy life's
unpredictable Beautiful ways.
I pray with hope that I don't have to
lose you this way
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