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Hello by Wigley, Viv
Winter's Hello by Sands, Heidi
Hello to the Queen Mother by Ward, Julia
HELLO MERCY FATHER by Lee Sr., James Edward
Hello October by Haight, Sandra
HELLO AND GOODBY by curtis futch jr, kurtis scott aka
Hello, you won't remember me by Greco, William
Good-bye and Hello by Schuetz, Gwen
HELLO DARKNESS, MY OLD FRIEND by Thayer, Vickie
CALL TO SAY HELLO by curtis futch jr, kurtis scott aka

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Hello, January, We Need To Talk

I've been waiting up late for you,
watching the clock like a featured film.
Suspense waits no longer.
Here you arrive at 12 am
with a firework's bang.
At this hour,
this is your greeting?
Hello, January,
we need to talk....
I haven't seen you in months,
and you come barging in.
You come on so strong,
but sometimes you can be so cold.
You let me down last time you were here,
like torrents of hail and snowy hills.
Ah, snow can be fun, though,
and you did warm me up
with hot cocoa and a blanket.
Thanks for your reviving comforts.
What I'm trying to say is
that I've missed you,
and I forgive you.
I hope you can forgive
my past as well.
I'm sorry about my negative attitude
and my disorganization.
We should go on walks more
and eat healthy meals together.
I promise I'll be kinder,
and I'll try to appreciate
all the good you offer me.
Can we now start anew?

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Good Bye, My Love Part I and Hello, My Love Part II

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"GOOD BYE, MY LOVE" Part I
Written: December 14, 2015

After the snowfall but before the lily blossoms,
you were this woman who left by choice,
all natural decisions made from a place of despair,
darkness consumed you as you fell into an addiction
with expressions of deep sorrow and remorse...
step by step by step...
taking steps... 
foot by foot by foot,
slower than a run, yet faster than a turtle,
closer and closer towards your oblivion...
Into mysterious unconsciousness,
I whispered...

"Goodbye, my love,"...as you walked away...

After the spring but before the leaves,
I found you drained of energy,
completely exhausted into nothingness,
and through it all, you still loved me...
seems like yesterday we walked side by side,
you..me...the gentle breeze...
You need not ask for forgiveness, sweetheart,
it has been granted long ago,
and before you were gone,
I already whispered,

“Goodbye, my love", as you walked away...

After the sun but before the rain,
You tore out the pages from your favorite book,
You wrote it at such a tender age,
Too young to understand,
yet too old to make believe,
big brown eyes, 
wearing a ball cap on your head,
smiling while hiding and running while crying...
I couldn't handle this defeated hopelessness
you wore on your sleeves,
patches sewn on to cover up
the burn holes...
I sit at your grave once again,
no tears, no laughter no guilt...
I stood up and whispered..

“Good bye, my love", as I walked away...

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"HELLO, MY LOVE" Part II     
                      Date Written: February 29, 2016                        


After the hot sunshine, but before the icicles started 
reflecting prisms of rainbows,
I was this woman in poor health.
I spent days, weeks and months lying in that 
cold hospital bed. That musty room smelled like 
disease and loss. After time passed I was ready to fly above.
My husband kept his promise to allow me to 
die with in the comfort of my home. 
My bed...my bathroom...my life...my family...my choice...
When I first got the news that I had lupus, 
my ears got quiet, yet my mind screamed in fear. 
So, there I was battling this deadly disease. 
I had been sleeping for three days, hooked up to
an IV of pain medicine to keep me comfortable. 
Once I heard my daughter say, 
“it's ok mommy, you can let go now, I will always love you”,
my left eye opened with a tiny tear falling 
down my cheek. I knew it was time.
I walked into the light and there I saw her.
my sweet sister. She wore smiles gleaming 
and our hearts immediately connected, 
melting together like wax from a candle. 
All the terrible memories I had surrounding
her death had vanished. All I could see was 
her big doe shaped brown eyes, staring at me in 
amazement. 
There in sweet heavenly bliss I whispered...

“Hello, my love,” as I walked her way....

After blue clouds but before the kingdom, 
she was absolutely glowing in luminescence. 
I had waited five years for this exact moment.
She took my hand and we walked through the 
garden with trellises of roses and to the left
were bright colored lily's. Her favorite flower. 
For her, there was no more smiling while hiding 
and running while crying. Her defeated hopelessness 
turned into a promising and auspicious reality. 
For myself, there would be no more heavy breathing 
and muscle aches with terrible pain. Holding 
hands she led me to the golden kingdom. 
It actually did have white pearly gates! 
She walked ahead and turned around to me with 
excitement saying, “now is the time to follow me, dear sister.” 
Taken aback by the glorious light, I whispered...

“Hello, my love,” as I walked her way...

Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: February 26, 2016

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Embracing with thy heavenly father

  


Embracing with thy Heavenly Father, there's no better feeling, feeling that warm, soft, hold in a sisters arms, 
Embracing with Thy Heavenly Father,  only a true sister, child of God would understand, no words needed, just two spirits joined together in His Holy name,  no two people are ever the same.

Having a dear friend, care about you, with asking nothing in return, time stands still, for life is beautiful again, pray, He is listening, speak, HE is there, He made you for this very reason....

Embracing With Thy Heavenly Father, where ever two or three are gathered, There I will be, it's o.k to let go, for I see your tears softly falling, It's my Spirit filling your Heart, fear not, for I will Never Depart...

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How the housefly gets attracted to organic decay
and an infant child traces the voice of its mother
are nothing compared to the intense attraction
Michelle and I possess on the guy owning not a strand of hair on his head
but is in command of all forms of feminine arousal

Our weakness was too glaring; our lust, too embarrassing
the chance to act rare and expensive we've lost.
All we've got is to dance to the tune of his authority
as he smiled and consented to our 'not so hidden' desires.

Now, he walks straight at us his every step, an additional load on me
I seem to carry the entire solar system on my chest.
My heartbeat, pulsations and breath are as loud as a live rock band
"I've never seen you here is this your first time?"......... He said
"Yeah, actually!".................. I said.

My friend and I responded simultaneously
our answers gushing out like a group of running horses,
mine seem to carry more weight as it tames any challenge from hers.
"So, how did two love Angels fall in such an unworthy place as this?"......... He said
"How unworthy?"........................................... I Said.

I've championed the game of words and emotions
and just as what inevitably defines the day is sunlight
so is my testament.
Michelle showed glimpse of disapproval to my replies
but my exclamation of her name gave adequate caution.
"yes, this place is unworthy, because I need to pass through seven Oceans
and seven hills to see someone like you"........... He said.
"Then you'll never find me there. I'm not a specie going extinct." ............................ I Said.

The gods of luck have smiled on the Lions once again
in preference to other cats.
The father of favour, shaking hands with the Eagle
while by-passing the other birds.
This is my exact situation as jealousy builds a castle in my friend's heart.
"So, what's your name, sweet damsel?"...... He said.
"Anna"........................................................ I said.

This is a familiar routine, his plan is as detectable
and as obvious as watered grass
but letting it turn green is what I must not allow
so that the security of my reputation is not compromised.
"Anna is a lovely name, do you like poker?"........ He said.
"No, I don't!"........... I said.

The looks of my friend, spoke 'awe' mine replied in aggression
then she flowed in complete understanding on its message on not acting cheap
especially to the one we've shown so much likeness.
"So what do you like?".......................He said.
"Going out to the Cinema or the beach or engaging in salsa".......................... I said.

Already scoring goals and dominating the game,
I felt my opponent was completely toothless and flattened.
But playing along is my aim to make him beg on his knees
which adds to my fame.
"Can we try any of those sooner?"......................... He said.
"How do you mean?"............................................... I said.

Another punch brings about another shield
and sometimes a strong defence feels more fulfilling than a heavy attack.
"Let's go out to the movies this night"............. He said.
"I'm busy tonight!"........................................... I said.

It feels like punishment to him but he takes it like a challenge
and this keeps me far from winning.
Being on top is my birth right and a step lower is deemed a sacrilege.
"What about going to the beach this weekend?".................. He said
"I'll be out of town"................................................................. I said.

Persistence could be rewarding but my protective walls
are just too thick for any form of penetration;
too high for any form of infiltration
and too deep for any form of condemnation.
"Then, when would you be free to teach me Salsa?"............................ He said.
"I'm not stable, neither can I determine my free time"..................... I said.

The game of attack and defense is never absolute
as the attacker may fall victim of a rare counter attack
or the defender, gets wary of his defense
with no chance to pull an offensive string.
Either, ending up as the vanquish despite the brilliant strategies being set up.
"Michelle, are you also unstable like Anna?"...... He said
"What!"............................................................... I said.

Envy plans on a historic transfer
while my friend poised not an aota of difficulty
and this makes me extremely furious.
She was just at the corner waiting for this opportunity
and even before it avails itself, she snatches it into her well guided belongings.
Looking at both in confusion and disappointment;
they share contacts and crack jokes.
"I'll give you a call this evening".................. He said
Nothing I said because now, Michelle is running the show.

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MY GOOD PHONE

Find a good phone for me,

Only two rings!

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Sound of Colors

I woke up to the sound of colors
from a misty dream 

heard the blue bells ringing
and a trombone playing the cream

a pink rhapsody kissed my lips 
as the sun climbed into our bed

whispering a love song 
in yellow, orange, and red.

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Demoislle

Vous pouvez sentir l’amour
petite fleur

Je me sens quand nous nous
serrons….
et quand nous nous
embrassons

Oui

Pour moi,
juste l’odeur de vous cheveux
exciter
mon amour pour toi

Oui



*Pour la fille Francaise
           Life

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Hello

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LIFE ON MARS

My Facebook Friends

From Hello to Goodbye

3am

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A tale of a friend

Gray Man

Not Again

Wise Old Owl

don't be afraid

She's Gone For The Day

I'm Home

Please Help Me, Re-lyric

He said, I said

MY GOOD PHONE

Sound of Colors

Demoislle