Truer Poems - Poems about Truer

A song so good and real: its creator, his sins, forgiven, w/ each chord that's struck, note wrung....

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If I'm never able to kiss you again Our souls are forever united Never again will our sweet love stray A burning desire you've incited It hurts so badly, it's indescribable Want to feel this thrill forever Your tender and sweet young body With me in every endeavour The thrill will assuredly be too much To contain my raging desires My heart, my soul, my...

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If I'm never able to kiss you again Our souls are forever united Never again will our sweet love stray A burning desire you've incited It hurts so badly, it's indescribable Want to feel this thrill forever Your tender and sweet young body With me in every endeavour The thrill will assuredly be too much To contain my raging desires My heart, my soul, my...

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I got your back Catch you when you fall When you make up your mind You can tell me it all Sharin my day Walkin through a mall Drivin down the road Makin no sense at all I got your back Catch you when you fall Scratchin up your knee Ain’t no problem for me Landed hard Down on your luck Ain’t nothin truer Than someone you...

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Until we can live in the same place, time and distance create a space. Spirits aren’t bound by such things, and true love can a future bring. Best friends for sure let’s remain, and connect to be, until that day joined are we....

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She said i was pain, I said she was morphine, you Near sooth me, to bliss....

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If on history books we can rely 'Tis said Washington never told a lie He had false teeth it is said Yet uttered truths from his head ...

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. hand-me-down myths, clan's fondest memories by nostalgia embellished like ancient monoliths. hyperbolic narrations, truer-than-truth legends, larger-than-life sagas, happy exaggerations. old ancestral...

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I use to watch, Your work from afar. In a beautiful sunset, A new fallen snow, The touch of a child. I listened on Sunday's To your word How I long to have you Truly in my heart. It was that day I saw you Shining from heaven. The day you took My dad away. I always thought I die with him But you held my hand You healed my broken...

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Why must words never be so true? Turning my skin from olive to blue, From the cesspool of my heart comes pain, It reeks with the stench of an infected vein, Someone ought to come forth, break the vault, Though from an introspective look, it was my fault....

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