Storms brew in your lover's eyes
As you decide whether to live or die
Dreams of the past seem to fade away
As you awaken to another day
Love's lost and new love's found
There is no need to wear a frown
All of life is your stage
Grab your strength and start your play
Our words are what make us immortal. They live on while our bodies die, passed on throughout the ages. Saved forever for the world to hear and read. Our voices gone, no longer heard, but our words live on forever. ~Pammymcb~
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