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Star Crossed Lovers"It's me and you against the world, I'll stay with you, you have my word." The sweet mumbles of young love, She'd swear he was sent from above.Star Crossed Lovers
He was there when times got rough, Reminding her, she was better than good enough. She was his inspiration to keep going, His need for her growing and growing.
The two went together, Like bikers and leather. Like PB and J, That's mighty close I'd say.
But there was a sad truth they couldn't overcome, Each morning they awoke under a different sun. They were miles and miles apart, Leaving them
by ~jesspendleton
Clearing the Clouds AwayJust hold on, don't let go of my hand, Soon everything will fall into place, just as planned. It will all be alright, we've got to just tough it out, Day and night, I'll be here for you, without a doubt.Clearing the Clouds Away
I won't give up on your life and neither will you, You'll pull out of this fog and stop seeing the world in gray and blue. We'll make it out of this together, you and me, You'll be back to your same 'ol self in no time, you'll see.
I know these medications are hardly worth it anymore, And that your every days are becoming a chore to endure. But you can't just give in to
by ~jesspendleton
Under the SeaGaze at the shimmering sea, As it wizes all around me. Don't be fooled by my playful face, I can beat you at any race.Under the Sea
Any activity you can name, We'll play the game. Don't mean to come on strong, Since I've had company, it's been so long.
It's nice to have a visitor in my halls, Not many people come to a house with coral for walls. But I would never give up this underworld, Try to take me from the water and see my rage unfurled.
So many lovely sights down under. How many fish live here, I often wonder. I see ones with many, many gills, &n
by ~jesspendleton
Your Own Personal Punching BagSome days, I feel like a rag doll, Always okay after a horrible fall. Like I'm being dragged around, Every other day in the lost and found.Your Own Personal Punching Bag
I'm getting all worn out it seems, Getting torn, ripped at the seams. Everyday I absorb each blow, Take your anger out on a nice throw.
Yes, throw me far away from here, Anywhere I'll feel safe, away from fear. So I won't have to feel others' pain, Then people won't lean on me like a cane.
But for now, just continue to crush me, Keep crashing into me like the sea. Just sit back and watch the beating, &
by ~jesspendleton
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