Short Heald Poems

theyer  gone  not forgotten
tthere music livs on
they were born
to sing
some in the rain
it cure many pain
they made ther  gold
that will never fold
hear them ringing
ti will wll be heald forever
SOUL FROM HEAVEN...

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theyer  gone  not forgotten
tthere music livs on
they were born
to sing
some in the rain
it cure many pain
they made ther  gold
that will never fold
hear them ringing
ti will wll be heald forever
SOUL FROM HEAVEN...

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theyer  gone  not forgotten
tthere music livs on
they were born
to sing
some in the rain
it cure many pain
they made ther  gold
that will never fold
hear them ringing
ti will wll be heald forever
SOUL FROM HEAVEN...

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He is our savior.                                                                                                            
He heald and he saved.                                                                                                 
He died on the cross.                                                                                                    
Then he awaked....

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i am writing this kind 
of a poem now
my mmind is made up 
to heal u girl
how do you want it
tell me pls
easy does it girl loke
a golf swing swing
do you lik 2 swing 
passionis a flower
cures ur heart aches
wen we ride high
ur chest will beat down

ur anxiety will melt down
u willb a flower den
i will drink ur hony
honey u ll b heald
caressing i gudforu
girl will getrid
of ur pains
rubbit,in,oil girl
ul b healed ipromise...

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My fingers are cold. 
My heart is broken. 
There is just some things that i was hoping i could say to you. 
Because now we're through. 
And there's nothing i can do. 
To get back to you. 
Because they've stolen you. 
And now, i lay here in tears. 
Without you near i've lost control of the weel and i'm lost on this long road. 
There was no more deciet. 
I followed your wishes. 
Only to be torn by you and heald together with butterfly stitches....

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The Sun was once
High up in the sky
Looking down on us
Head held up with pride
The moon no more glimmers
The stars impact is not felt
In the big blue realm
The Sun is is prominent
But as the realm changes
The Sun departs
Even if once Mighty
He cannot last
For if you are filled with Pride
And your head is heald way too up high
Even the Mighty cannot survive
In the unknown!...

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