Miracles can happenOh boy! Oh boy! What a glorious day?! I never thought a girl like me would have this to say! I am in love and it feels god to be here! With my husband by my side I can now stand up and cheer.Miracles can happen
Thanks to Michael’s love I can now soar in the sky On the wings of an angel, whose love I know won’t die. His arms protect me, keeping harm far away. When bad things happen, he comforts me every single day.
My heart belongs to this angel and I don’t know why, But I allow him to lift me high to the night sky. His skin against mine, the taste of his lips, H
Enslavement of the heartThere's just so much you can do and grasp, When your heart is pininand aching for that one person. 'He's the one' your heart saysEnslavement of the heart
And your mind and body can only follow in suit. Controlling, enslaving, hurtful, and painful. This life seems not worth living for all you see you cannot have.
My heart swells and oh! it hurts. Why have you aloowed this to happen to me? I don't grasp it. Why do I put up with the pain? My heart has enslaved me to you. Yet I am not worhty of you. I never have been. But still I dream of you and hope that someday my heart will release me. &
ColorsColors...hum...colors. Constantly instituted in everyone's life. But trying to interpret them can cause quite a strife. However, just for you, I'll tell you what they meane from my point of veiw. Although...maybe it's different for a person like you.Colors
Blue is the color of your undying tears. Depicting the pain you've held through the years. Red is the color of blood, usually an image of firey hate. But be careful and controlled for it may determine your fate.
Orange is the flowers, a symbol of peace given here. All people look for it only to give into fear. Green is for
freedomas i stand here for the moment shaking and growing weaker, the tears flow as i think about my pain and my enslavement. the pain grows excruciating trying to enslave me further. how can i stop this madness. i have tried to tell my mother and father but they do not understand. for years i have carried this pain, this burden, but you have no idea what i am talking about. do you.freedom
the pain, oh the pain. it grows stronger by the minute. someone let me out of this body. i want to fly away, to soar. i want to be free of the enslaving pain that i have endured for so long. but you don't
