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An Ode To My Beloved

I just wanted to let you know
That I have this love for you...
Although I'm not fast to show
For you, there's nothing I wouldn't do
And I can't control this love
No matter what I try to do...

While I know our lives are separating
Which has got me pretty blue
I just want you to know
How much I love you...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

Oh how I still see you every night in my mind
You're the best girl I feel I'll ever find
And when my eyes would fall upon your smile
My heart would be put on trial
And so if nothing else, I want to let you know
That I'll always love you, that my hearts beat
For you, won't ever slow...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

So I wish you happiness beyond compare
And sorry for the times I couldn't help but stare
Caring, passionate, smart, and loving
From my heart, to you, I'll never be shoving

You will always be in my heart
No matter where we go, how far we drift apart...

Goodbye My Love...

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These Words To You

A warm tear in my eye
As I just wonder why
Why you had to leave me, fly away far
Now for you, alone, I wish to our star

There's so many love songs
I'll play them all, and think of you
I loved everything you were
Loved everything you do

Rise and shine on another day, with you away
All alone I am now, with nothing much to say
Your face is always in my mind
As I dream of the best I'll ever find

These Words To You, my love
I'll write them in a letter
And seal it with a kiss
In hopes that I'll feel better
To the one I miss

Girls that don't ask for much
Oh how they deserve it all
And as this love was such
She's leading to my fall

Her big beautiful eyes
A bold and loving brown
Still makes my heart fly
But still makes my lips frown

And that dirty golden hair
Always tied neatly back
So smooth and curly and long
Got my heart out of whack

These Words To You, my love
I'll write them in a letter
And seal it with a kiss
In hopes that I'll feel better
To the one I miss

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Lauren

Oh what he'd give 
To be together with Lauren 
To wake up beside her 
Each and every morning

She's a beautiful girl
In every single way
He wonders if they'll ever be one
If he'll see her every day

He thinks about Lauren all through the night
Her face in his mind, burning so bright
There she is again, strolling right through his dreams
Today's the day he'll tell her, or so it seems

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to him
That just by seeing her
She sets his heart free...

But I love Lauren too
And my heart feels broken
My eyes, for her, are pouring
Thanks to many words unspoken

Because you see, I am pretty shy
Get nervous when she's around
Only when Lauren kindly greets me
Do I ever make a sound

Yet Lauren has changed me
In love, she made me believe
Her words have saved me
They've brought me to me knees

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to me
That just by seeing her
She sets my heart free...

Her heart is so open
And her eyes are so full of life
Oh how we love Lauren so
She'd make a beautiful wife

And oh how we'd love to hold Lauren's hand
And kiss her pretty face
We'd fight to be her man
To caress her in a sweet embrace

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to us
That just by seeing her
She sets our hearts free...

Well Lauren's at home now, her love on the shelf
Keeping busy, all by herself
Doing the things that she does
Unaware of the power,
The power of her love

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The Power of Music

When no one else understands
Or seems to even care
One thing that I find comforting
Is that music is always there

Just as the loneliness begins to take hold 
When your heart continues for love, to long
One thing that can heal, I’m told
That’s the power of a song

Ballads and anthems, rock and blues
Or perhaps some pop and dance
Of all the many kinds you may choose
Give music a chance

It’s quite amazing, The Power Of Music
So scream it from the rooftops for all to hear
And whisper it in loneliness, when no one is near
Wherever and whatever you are, acknowledge The Power Of Music

Let the notes soothe your heart
And the beats heal your soul
Feel your sorrows and pain restart
As it is restored to your control

Feel your feelings understood, so sing it out loud
Spill the emotions on the floor
Whether you’re all alone or in a crowd
Just know that music is the cure

Therapeutic, consoling, and never judging
Telling you “It will get better soon”
Music provides the heart the necessary budging
That’s the power of a tune

It’s quite amazing, The Power Of Music
So scream it from the rooftops for all to hear
And whisper it in loneliness, when no one is near
Wherever and whatever you are, acknowledge The Power Of Music

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Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday

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I See You Everywhere

What do I say now? Where do I start?
Without you beside me, I'm falling apart
Thinking of you, know it isn't too smart
But I See You Everywhere, oh my poor heart

Love in her ways
She drifts slowly past me
A spring in her step
Oh she's moving too fastly
Upside down now
She turns my heart and soul
Reflecting in my mind
And in my heart, a hole
Every time she crosses my mind
I'm reminded of the pain
No chance to love her
She'll forget my name

So what do I say now? And where do I start?
Because without you beside me girl, I'm falling apart
Thinking of you, I know it isn't too smart
But I Still See You Everywhere, and oh my poor heart

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When I Look Into Her Eyes

Every time I'm feeling down, or feeling so blue
As if there's nothing I can do
My spirits always seem to rise
When I Look Into Her Eyes

I'm new at this, this game of love, but got no shame
Get excited when she calls my name
We're trying on love for the very first time
When I Look Into Her Eyes

Their beauty takes me to the depths of forever
Where we are so happy, and together
Oh how I'd love to just hold her tight, and never let go
Into Her Eyes, oh how they glow

Comforting and loving with passion to spare
Those two heavens with my world, I ache to share
I'm trying on a first love, a first love for size
When I Look Into Her Eyes

The fires of my love they're igniting 
And to our future her eyes are exciting
There's rose gardens and sunny skies
When I Look Into Her Eyes

Their love, with desire is burning
She's got my world upside down, and turning
Oh how the world stops, yet the time somehow flies
When I Look Into Her Eyes

But when I think about what will happen
I realize Into Her Eyes, how deep I am trapped in
Soon I will have to kiss her softly with the goodbyes
How long will I live without their beauty, how will I survive?

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This One Girl

This One Girl,
Every night she greets me
In my arms she rests
No one else's around, we're free
Time's standing still, a sweet caress

This One Girl,
I've always loved the most
We've gone our separate ways
To two distant, far away coasts
To spend the rest of our days

This One Girl,
I'm not knowing if her face
I'll ever see again
Or if of her, I'll ever find another trace
But still all my love, her way, I'll send

This One Girl,
There's just something about her
A magic to her ways
Making my heart stir
She's got me in a daze

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A Cold Voyage Into the Depths of My Mind

A very dark and lonely place, my mind is
Most of my time is spent there, as not much goes on to my person
To ever take me outside of it
A fantasyland it could be thought of as
Barrages of thoughts spinning wildly off in the distance
Off the wall and ever so random
Hopes and dreams that seem impossible, just over the mountains
Luckily, no one will ever experience living in the hell that is my mind
I’d never wish that upon my worst enemy
For even they could never withstand it for even a day
Nonstop introversion, intuition, thought, and judgement defines my personality
As the rarest in the world
Suffering from severe cases of anxiety and chronic depression, I do
Dysthymia and atelophobia, just some of what haunts me
From the slightest imperfection
Or feeling of rejection
Pushing me down
Leaving me dejected

What is one to do when they have two brains
One numbly depressed
That craves not a care at all
But the other frighteningly anxious
That will settle for nothing but perfection
These symptoms combine and the brain is left dazed and confused
Racing at thousands of miles an hour
Desperately seeking an answer to how I should process my thought
This cruel nature of my personality
Only intensified by my life events
The moving, the bullying, the divorce
Tragedies that have built up walls around my heart and soul
Forcing me deeper into myself and my intellect
Such a colder place with each new visit

Rebellion, anger, loneliness, and frustration I do not naturally possess
Yet I still feel every day
Starving for love, attention, and comfort
Yet no means of attaining the emotional necessities
The suffering from extreme social anxiety is deeply ingrained
Deep in the being, from both the nature and the nurture
From both the genes and the environment
So it seems to be the case
This is the tragic struggle I face
Inclusion, understanding, and love, nothing more desired
Yet none ever requited
Left only to myself
Left so the vicious cycle can continue its slow killing of me
Extreme sensitivity is part of who I am
Able to greatly understand and feel my feelings
However like a child, unable to ever control, cope, or express them
These qualities, each on their own, I am proud I possess
But when constructed into the unique framework
That makes my being, what a cruel joke
Every aspect of my character
Like it could not possibly be complemented in a worse way
No one understands or cares, I'm one of a kind
This has been A Cold Voyage Into The Depths Of My Mind

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Symptoms of a Paralyzing Depression

The loneliness is unbearable
The misunderstanding is crippling
All the years of active rejection
Slowly engulfing the being 
How I thought them to be the worst
But it’s the passive rejection
That’s what’s really killing me
The quiet shunning of who I am
The subtle hints that I’m not invited
It’s quite evil really
Unaware of why,
My bitterness grows
Thus if I ask, they’ll point to a monster
The monster they themselves created
Once a wide-eyed optimist
Transformed by the continuous rejection
See, it initiates the group’s strength
Knowing they shared in the killing
Leaving the remains to the birds
Starved the soul is
Craving something
Anything, a heart can latch on to
But nothing is there
Everyone leaves
Deep thoughts, an empty stare
Drown myself in music and writing
And so it does heal
The slow, gentle numbing of the emotions
Of the deep pain I feel
Living through the art form
The only life I have
An outcast, the lone wolf
My loud howl from the top of the mountain
It’s impact felt only from within
Inclusion, I often question if that’s all I desire
Inclusion simply for the sake of inclusion
It’s not, but how pleasant it would be to finally feel it
Perhaps just until the right ones come along
My feelings are a dark empty abyss
I feel everything, and yet nothing
Impossible to express, as even I am unaware
I’m getting lost in my head again
Overthinking and zoning
Suppose it is explainable
As I haven’t gotten much sleep
Symptoms Of A Paralyzing Depression
Course through my veins
And I am aware of them
And I am scared of them
Yet what can I do, surely can’t tell anyone
How would I live with myself
So I’ll keep it to my own
Knowing my burdening of them, their cold pity
It would prove them right
All along, they knew I was a loser
This self-fulfilling prophecy always occurs
Labeled as a rebel, an outcast
A loser, a pariah
I want my feelings to be known, want them understood
Want them gently caressed
But it seems that will never happen
I am socially depressed