Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

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Slow down and everything you are chasing will come around and catch you.

A Hug Is Two Hearts Wrapped In Arms

Good night and good luck

Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down

Mornings, nights and weekends, that's all we have!

I rise to taste the dawn, and find that love alone will shine today

If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't

Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

I Love The Way You Cover Me

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.