Hello and good bye are mere words that mean nothing friends mean nothing and are not needed in life. Friends merely hold you back in life as do emotions. If you wish to know me you may try but I will warn you now I may make you cry. more »
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Matthew Hunt Poems
Laughter is what we use to express joy. Laughter is what we use to be happy. Without laughter we can not be happy. Without laughter we can only be miserable.
Sister, sister save my soul sister, sister don't leave me alone.
My dear sister in heaven, I don't think ...
I'm sorry sis I know you're waiting up there for me, But I don't think I can make it, My love, This should come as no surprise,
Nothing hurts like Depression...
Two souls one heart
We are here for the last time as we stare at the ground which will divide our lives The full moon fades as the beginning of our new day blinds our eyes. Always hiding our silent tears as we get closer to a brighter day
My sweet sweet sister
My heart aches with pain My eyes are full of tears The thought of you gone forever, left me slain Still, I can't recover after all these years
sister dear sister
My dear sister, You were so young when you left us So fragile, so small I wish I could have spent more time with you
You betrayed me....
You Don't Care.
Su pelo recogido en una cola de caballo, su vestido favorito envuelta con un moño. Hoy era el día de papá en la escuela, y no podía esperar para ir.
Never too far
Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
Final words never spoken
I dream of you every night, Think of you every day. I ask myself why you couldn't stay. You struggled so much,
Rest dear sister
A grieving family, The life taken right before her eyes. Nobody saw it coming. Now nobody will see her,
Goodby my friend and sister
She was so young. So full of life. She lived to this motto, 'Life is a Dance.'
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Laughter is what we use to express joy.
Laughter is what we use to be happy.
Without laughter we can not be happy.
Without laughter we can only be miserable.
Those of us who can laugh freely and without worry are happy and lucky
But those of us who need to laugh in order to stay hidden from society
We are the ones who are cursed.
We are the ones who society is afraid of.
We are the ones that handle all the burdens of our family, friends, even our enemies.
We are the ones who build society and then are thrown away if we speak out.
Those who have no ...