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Honey Honey Honey

Honey honey honey, wake up my heart ,                                                      light of my life pleasure to look at so easy to love                                           warmth in each embrace, encouragement with every smile such style such grace ,                     she is all i need                                                                                            she is all i want                                                                                         wake up my heart                                                                                stronger then she knows, gentle in her touch                                                 moves with perfect flow,the symbol of trust                                                     her acts only kindly,she is what defines me                                                   honey honey honey.

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Inside the Carriage House

I have awoke love, from my slumber inside the carriage house                            so unkind my body longs for summer to awake and feel alive again                 true an old road now i travel with friends lost along the way                                      i search for the spirtually fit a man, a women, a sign.                                      with the uncertainty still there from the many failed before                               feel the fear i replace it with faith and embrace honor above all .

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Peace For the Dead

Death unborn in it's truth                                                                         awake from the dream of life                                                                      learn from the scream                                                                                                  turn from the cold                                                                                           yearn for the back home                                                                                                                 Gone are hidden places of youth                                                                   no mornings to undo                                                                                           life is for the living                                                                                            what is there for the dead                                                                                 there is always,never yet                                                                                die with so more left                                                                                        maybe life is for the living                                                                                           and peace is for the dead.

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