SephDonclair

Forced To Fight To The End There I lay upon the ground with holes threw my chest and lungs. Life is coming to an end for this old man, But the children will now have a better chance to live I sacrificed my self to the enemy, while looking in there eyes. This man could have been my best friend in any other time, But I guess we will never know how that could have gone. Why do they fight me in a war they did not start? Why do the Governments star these fights then hide from the foe? Why did I have to die today because trying to be a hero? Why do we have to fight and not talk things threw? Why do the Government not use diplomacy threw

Wishing you were here tonight In my arms cuddled up tight Soundly sleeping in my bed My chest is a pillow under your head This is what I dream tonight My mind is wound up so tight Rolling sleepless in my bed Your voice is always stuck in my head Dreaming of you puts a smile on my face And yet we have gone no place Looking at your picture makes me cry And I am so happy knowing why Loving you is a treasure dear And this shall last year after year

Those who live in a dream Are with you threw time and space In the heart of those who are true They never leave your side Sleeping drearily in a jaded bed Life is not important as you dream For love and thoughts control this land Fantasy is al of this gleam You're in my dreams night and day In my heart for the rest of eternity Life is a blur behind a screen of feelings But you make it clear about one true thing I love you dearly with all my heart You are always by my side in the day At night when we are away You're the angel in my dreams

Oh my angel of chastity The happiness you bring to me The hope of going and living happily And how much I want to be with thee Looking into the darkness of night You are my angel in the sky Oh how your light shines so bright Soaring high above me With the watchful eye of a goddess Some times I wonder why she Picked me over them I guess I was nicer then he Before she was near I was sad Of the love I had never really had -Aaron O'Connor

Well to see such a beauty is like finding a rose in a desert, so rare that when you find it even the cruelest of people cant touch it in respect. And similar to a rose she is not only beautiful but she has an inner beauty like few others. The sensitivity and kindness are like the smell of the rose. As well as the times we laugh together are like the growth of the rose, Its an important part of the roses life span, for if it doesn't grow it wont bloom into the beauty we dot get to see out in places like the city, That is the kind of girl I want to be with, No simple flower that you buy in the store that means nothing to any one and you only bu