Reginia Dawson

I search for someone to love me for me,
But I couldn't find that special someone.
I search and search for days, for Mr. Right,
But I couldn't find that special someone.
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My mother was weak in her body and death was approaching near,
The sound of a midnight train came from her breathing I could surely hear.
I didn’t know exactly what was happening and the sound I could not bear,
The doctors assured me that no matter what they did for her, her life they could not spare.
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Forgive them, for they know not
They that accuse him was lost in sin, non-believers
They brought him, the night of his’ arrest before Annas, Caiaphas, and an assembly of religious leaders
They then brought him to Pilate, who found no fault
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It was right at my finger tips
When suddenly it was not in reach
I could feel the edges as my fingers
Gaze the sides, but then I could not feel it again
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A broken spirit
A mind set to love
A mood without purpose
A tone in voice of pain
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The segregated passageways of mentality
And the interwoven turmoil of twisted rationale,
Often creates disbeliefs that inhabit within the heart.
Unchartered actions repeatedly causes individuals to speculate
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Will I wait forever?
When forever seems everlasting
Could I linger until you decide what is unsurpassed?
Or should I remain soundless and yearn for voice of reason?
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There are things that often confuse the mind
And it is strange I must say
A trick or two or maybe a cloudy gesture
Often confuse the mind!
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The doubting aspects of any relationship are the turning point of one’s happiness.
How can you understand me?
When never take the time to learn things about me!
How can you justify my actions?
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A strange man came into my life but now he's gone
No love at all I should have known
One night we stared into each other eyes
Never to say a word nor to say goodbye
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