Ryan Lee Morris

You don't see me.
But I stand right here.
For my past mistakes.
Made me disappear.
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The time has come
To say good bye
I gave it my all
I really did try
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Just another broken promise.
Your words are really cheap.
You're writing cheques with your mouth.
Your body will not keep.
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Ego is the demon seed, rooted in our minds.
Being right, for what is deserved.
But what is deserved?
Are we so entitled, that we are above the next?
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The rock is unearthed.
A diamond is born.
Unclear and jagged,
What it will become,
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I will live a thousand lives.
I will sleep a thousand sleeps.
Though the thousand is really one.
I will dream a thousand dreams.
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Welcome to Addiction.
I hope you stay awhile.
The cost for you to watch my show,
Is your life, your freedom, your smile.
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Time is my drug, my addiction.
Tick toc, tick toc, tick toc.
I am running out, I panic!
I steal some from another.
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I came across a man today,
Who years ago, did me wrong.
Although much time had come to pass,
My resentments were still, so strong.
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The sun rose
A gentle breeze.
The pond was still that morning.
Peace, tranquility, serenity.
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Our marriage is our garden.
I want our garden to be beautiful.
With lush green grass,
With fragrant and colourful flowers.
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To find my spirit, is to free my mind.
My mind tells me what I want.
My spirit tells me what I already have.
What is pleasing to the eyes,
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Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
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The Lion, He sits upon the mountain.
Watching over the pride, which is His joy.
Emotionless.
He shows no fear.
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Raindrops are falling from high in the sky
Reminds me of sorrow from days gone by
The sky is so Grey and the wind cuts like a knife
Finding your way through this abyss they call life
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You opened the door,
You pushed me away,
You left me with,
No words to say.
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Staring into your blue pools of forever.
Looking deep into your soul.
Heaven has come to earth.
Your touch, like a warm summer breeze.
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Mistakes I made, I must let go.
Lessons learned, so I can grow.
Changes to make, that I can show.
Debts to be paid, that I owe.
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The joy comes in the morning.
Only through the mourning.
The labour pain before the birth.
The birth of the joy.
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The glass is half empty,
Yet, there is still something there.
Discouragement, pushing us towards greatness.
Iron sharpens iron, by friction, not apathy.
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