Unspoken
I'm frightened by the thought of slipping from your edge to the tide below broken limbs and battered heartbeats left whispering my dismay.
My Philosaphy
Life comes and goes. like the ebb of a tide it never stops not for man nor beast. the world is a constant circle of give and take. such as war is to take to keep what one holds for granted.
Rebirth from hell
Letting you tear me apart watching as you ripped out my heart all the pain it will never subside but i will never vanish with the tide i took it all thinking it was love above all i held you above but i'm done with the pain that you gave all the
Breaking the mold - preview
He was in control of this pain, he could expect it, prepare for it, float with it as the tide of feelings rush over his brain. for a moment he was in control. he had this! he could win here.
Let Me Remind You (Poem)
Let me believe - that you would never go and stay another day hope is a virtue and our love is true so let me remind you the story subsides when i was cast away - i left you all alone with a heart so pure the endless tides of tears washing down your
cancelled
Gene oakerland: the tide has turned in wcw hopefully for the better. anoucer: the following contest in scheduled for one fall. introducing first hollywood hulk hogan. hogan strutted down the alise the 62 year old.
Just Be By My Side (sonnet)
.** as the tides of darkness flow through my heart i search for salvation to rescue thee my emotions errupt, causing the start of my desperate attempt, my love sick plea though distance is the problem in our love, your heart keeps me
Safety
An ebb and flow of tides, ever mindful and every loving, where boundaries were like the shores of a lake: visible but blurry, as the sediment becomes water and water becomes land.
The Suicide Message
The tides have changed and nothing has been the same the word of the day and it still stays the same depression accompanied by suicidal thoughts showing no mercy attacking both the rich and the poor looking upon the horizon i see you walking slowly
A poem, this is
Ever moving tides of time, careless of its victims. but how could i be one, if i desire duality? i want the end to come quickly, but i desire more time to enjoy things sweetly. the feelings are a riptide, crashing through my meek defenses.
Cloricia "Tex" Teixeira: Revival 4
The tides played some tough defense though. i have to be more careful with the ball. i was banging my head against my leg in anger. the fourth quarter started and coach put me back in.
Encounter
The conviction that she must linger overpowered, holding her in place like the pull of the tide. why was the animal on the beach? hardly any place for a horse. had it escaped from a field? would someone be looking for it?