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I stumbled across this song a while ago and luv da joint. Lloyd did his thing on this one. I feel alot of women should listen to this. Cause it seems as like thats the only type of women that are out here now. Hurt, Lost, Lonely, Low-Self Esteem..ect. But ladies its good dudes out here. I mean everyone ain't perfect its up to you to find the one's issues you can deal with the most. Same for ALL dude who try and act like they dnt got feelings...Fellas we got em, we just dnt like showing them and thats cool. Admit to it and move on. <-----jus a quick blog i threw together 

I will be getting these Wed. man i cnt wait.

Im Wishing On a Star

Your bright eyes can breaking a heart.

Ain't nothing you can do but hope you won’t tear em apart.

Five years since I learned what love can do, if that’s what u call it.

Let me enlighten you of the verb formally known as truth.

 

No one will ever really know who they are.

Only make waves and wonder if it's gone too far.

If you're waiting for the day you'll be yourself.

Think again, it's just not good for your health.

 

If they said I wanted you so bad, would that be so bad?

Won't it make you sad to wonder what if you had?

The last thing I learned, you can't change someone.

I promise I'm not trying to lull you with every strum.

 

But I am trying to prove to you it can be worth a shot.

Who cares if it can destroy both worlds or not?

I know you’re worth every fiber of your being.

And I'd like to learn it all this evening.

 

Here goes nothing:

 

I remember the first sight of You,

I recall your first words to me.

Your laugh never stops ringing in my ears.

Your smile destroys all of my fears.

If you'll just let me I'll remove the painful years,

Replace them with kisses and lowered cheers.

All of my glances and my dagger stares,

Are compilations of love and self dares.

Hell, you know this isn't some sneer.

Just a boy, showing a girl he's sincere.

 

The truth about it all, is that we don't choose the outcome.

We put in the hands of a higher power and hope we've won.

It's Russian Roulette, except with our hearts instead of a gun,

Fighting Fear with a Iron Shield

Yes, the answer is yes.

I'm surrounded in a world of a mess.

And I must confess,

I couldn't care less.

Apathy will progress,

and love won't possess me right now.

I was told to never cross my chest,

told never to stress,

about anything wearing a dress.

I did and im still doing my best,

but til I'm laid to rest,

My mind will be a guest if that is even true,

to an abyss of hopelessness.

Romanticism and fantasy,

they say are nonsense.

And this, with the human race,

I will contest.

There's not much difference,

between love and lust's decent.

One dies and the other is blessed which one is which, well that’s up to you.

So Again I Say

Yes, the answer is yes.

Apathy doesn't denote absence,

of a heart beneath this vest.

It's just cloaking the abundance,

hiding my crest.

A seal that reads "amour semper fidelis".

Yes, you're under arrest.

You'll never know, you'd never guess.

You're a mess too, don't stress mon Beau

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Metamorphosis

I sit in this corner of comfort in a room seemingly endless in size.
Don't worry, it's not that I'm running away or trying to hide,
I just needed a moment to gather my thoughts and write,
Scribble all the things you needed to hear tonight... All your life.

I can't help but shut out the mesmeric noise that surrounds me,
I create a simple solitary crease and fold myself within,
You stand five meters away hypnotized by the room,
Little did you know my thoughts were solely on you.

You, why would you worry about what this life dishes out?
You're better than the actions you're force to doubt.
Who you are, is sadly more than you'll ever be able to see.
You're an absolutely asymmetrically enchanting showpiece.

You're a fool's gold, a superb secret untold.
You're a beauty so bold, waiting to unfold.

So what if the tired, terrible world has broken you down?
So what if he's scattered your pieces all about town?
I swear love will gather up the shattered you from the ground,
I swear to you that one day you'll be found,
You'll be reassembled, reconstructed and forever bound.

I only wish I could show you what I see.
The heart, the strength in every fraction your beauty.
But for now I hope you can just trust me.
That one day someone will tell you these lines of poetry.

"Butterfly, I don't love you because you're beautiful.
You're beautiful because I love you.
Butterfly, never again should be doubtful.
I love you, I love you, I love you."

The Tales of a Black Girls Heart.

Silent thoughts of The Black Man:

Why? Why won't she give in, Why won't she express her true feelings. Why Won't she realize how I feel? Why don't she realize I'm done with my old ways? Why don't she take a leap of faith, take a chance, forgive, WTF why don't she just TRUST me. 

Answer:

She has secrets you'll never know or understand, she appears so strong on the outside, But on the inside her world is spinning upside down. She smiles and stands tall to the outer World, Shes crying and breaking down in her inner World.

She appears so happy 2 her mates, But alone, she shares her tears with her pillow. she knows not 2 get her hopes up, as they always come crashing down. Shes heard it all before & felt it all.

Shes experienced more then her fair share. One touch, & she'll flinch, One harsh word & she'll cry, One bad moment, & she'll break down

She trusts no one, because the people she has, hurt her & leave her to pick up the pieces, she believes no one, because the people she has, lie & betray her. So for now she'll keep to herself & pretend everything is fine, When everything is wrong 

Who is This Girl you ask. She's the one your feeling, The one you will go above and beyond for. The one that you could actually fall for. But what should you do. Be there for her. Show her you care and never give up on trying to gain her TRUST