Ce Poems - Poems about Ce

Le Souvenir Éternel à travers la Fenêtre Un bar de Saint-Marine, un regard évanescent Un cœur qui bat fort, pourtant l'impossible règne La théorie n'a pas de réponse, mais je cherche Par chaque recoin de ville, pour gagner ton cœur La fenêtre, un témoin silencieux de notre amour Un souvenir doux-amer, qui restera pour toujours Je regarde par la fenêtre, espérant te...

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Avait besoin de secours Voilà l'endroit Elle a gardé sa foi Un ami Dans notre vie Réflexion d'eau Des plus haut Toujours là Pas laisser une fois Quelqu'un qui me fais rire Surtout sourire Tu nous délivres tous les jours Merci de ton amour Ta note d'amour que tu nous chantes Je vous fais confiance...

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TONIGHT then maybe this Evening awaits me that place i drink in some peace leaving song leaving words leaving paintings behind? This never. My constitution bravely happier: i am supremely patient! The sneeze gave me reprieve. These tears a single eternal moment my pain resigned if i have gold then shall i choose North : deeply digging and crawling toward the Land of Vines? --sorrow ah, the brain thinks unworthy but...

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The wrapes of Grath adorn the path that slammer klingks had tread when turning spades in everglades to flosticate the dead. Along the way the snorbels bay at freebled sprutelned that boogeymen had once again uphove above the shed. The buildings tall that housed the krawl are pictured carved in stone and all that’s left is now bereft of wrapes...

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Qu'est-ce que c'est What is it? (Qu'est-ce que c'est} this invisible pull that can do so much make the iris enlarge and water flow from the thighs like Niagara gives the heart the pleasure of its sight or the ear the joy of a sound Qu'est-ce que c'est Makes one just want to smell another their clothes, where they laid their head what they touched...

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Giggles are overflowing this morning... “ce matin” That's french if you're wondering, it's pronounced “ce matah” Born in Quebec Unilingual, why I left One language is enough to deal with Mien Papa!!!...

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Tu le fera, n’est-ce pas, Papa ? – Translation of Kevin Gilbert’s « Won’t you, Dad ? » by T. Wignesan Si toutes les jolies mélodies de ce monde eussent été chantées et toutes les chefs d’œuvres des maîtres fussent être exhibées dans des meilleurs galléries et toutes les statues de David et les poèmes et autres œuvres de l’Homme eussent...

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Ce n’est rien Le jour que commence avec la pluie Ce n’est rien La nuit qui commence avec bougies Ce n’est rien La pluie tue tous les espoirs de la bougie, mais Ce n’est rien Mon amour aussi Ce n’est rien L'amour n'existe pas ici La vie existe seulement comme un cadeau pour le mort La vie est loin, la mort est proche Et alors, Ce n’est...

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Tears fell For the cycle of life is over A life that touched many I know one of the hearts touched The same blood through her heart Though the cycle of life is over A new begining for her Watching us from above Now an Angel She knows of heaven Not forgotten but missed always Search for her in your heart For that is...

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She is here For I sence her She is powerful For she will not break Look upon her It is courage that you will see She is a woman Lord in her heart Hear her midnight cry ...

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Your spinning and grace made me laugh. When all else was forgotten and done. Black hair and a smile and those eyes. Thunder and stormy weather made you shake. Come home again and the twirls. You are not forgotten and won't. Curly hair and crying for your mother. Where did she go and its final. Never to spin again and your body...

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sorry to say but you know the way que les choses viennent voler à vous like glass shattering upon hitting a tree tout en volant très rapidement afin dans votre voiture slamming into a tree & just barely vous traîner en sortir vivant. what you do know is this: that this n'est pas une sortie. ce que vous irrite, c'est...

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Christianity - 30+ CE Christianity started out as a breakaway sect of Judaism nearly 2000 years ago. Jesus, the son of the Virgin Mary and her husband Joseph, but conceived through the Holy Spirit, was born then. During his travels he was joined by twelve disciples who followed him in his journeys and learned from...

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The grace of him, it's our strength, and he who keeps it, preserves his soul, and become a believing man from his love....

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