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So many people use the phrase
"I would die for you"
But I couldn't imagine what you'd do
If I died for you
I would much rather live
Live to protect you
Live to see you smile
Live to be held in your arms
I will live
Even if I end up in a hospital bed
And the doctor tells me there is no chance
I will defy the odds
Even if all hope is gone
No matter how bad I want to give up
No matter how sweet death would feel
No matter how close to the edge I am
I will always be here for you
Protecting you
Smiling with you
Holding you
And being held
I will live
"I would die for you"
But I couldn't imagine what you'd do
If I died for you
I would much rather live
Live to protect you
Live to see you smile
Live to be held in your arms
I will live
Even if I end up in a hospital bed
And the doctor tells me there is no chance
I will defy the odds
Even if all hope is gone
No matter how bad I want to give up
No matter how sweet death would feel
No matter how close to the edge I am
I will always be here for you
Protecting you
Smiling with you
Holding you
And being held
I will live
Literature
Definition of us .
It's midnight and I feel another day snatching you away.
Are you away because that's a way of trying to forget me?
Well darling, hate to rain on your parade but
you never were good at getting me. What for?
We both know my lips are those of rose-like odor and bloodthirsty thorns.
How will you erase the marks I left?
How can you forget my perfume in your dreams?
And we both know you're in for the thrill.
But she doesn't.
You don't even know what a crush is.
The closest you got was a crash - our bodies,
creating an illusion of feelings.
Because you don't even know the definition of Love.
Then again, neither do I, for I have yet to
Literature
Like Tomorrow Will Never Come
We're still young,
with s i n g s o n g children's voices in our throats,
and beautiful muddy footprints in our hearts.
We're still beautiful,
with lopsided smiles,
and laughs that make the sun's heart ache.
So grab my hand,
and I'll show you the sunshine,
hidden under bluebell wings,
and butterfly petals.
We'll run in circles,
just to make my dress twirl,
and our lungs burn
(in the good kind of way.)
We'll jump in the rain,
with laughter pealing
like thunderclaps,
trying to outscream the storm.
We'll camp under the stars,
with only the velvet black canopy as our tent,
counting the stars,
and naming each one after
Literature
Nightmares
Oh
There you are.
I didn't see you through all this smoke at first
Is it smoke or just dust?
I can't really tell.
It's so dry here.
And loud
I didn't notice that until now
There's shouting
And sharp, piercing cracks
Your back's pressed against a wall
The building it belongs to is gutted and empty
There are pockmarks in that wall
They spiral crazily just above your head
Is that a rifle?
You check the magazine,
Ram it home again
Guess it must be
I never really thought those hands would ever hold a gun
It's kind of jarring to see.
Look around the wall at the same time
There are more people with guns
They want to hurt
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wonderful words! I can understand something (sorry, I have a bad english)