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We laughed until we had to cry.

We hugged right down to our last good-bye.

We were the best we'll ever be.

Just for a momment you and me.

 

I may not get to see youas often as i like.

i may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night.

But deep inside my heart  I know,

this the real and no matter what,

i'll always LOVE you.

I got a dozen roses,
From a friend the other day,
But I only have one left,
For I gave them all away.

I gave one to my sister,
Who to me is very dear,
In hopes that it will bring to her
A little floral cheer.

I took one to a friend
Who's not feeling very well;
The flower or the visit
Which helped more ... I could not tell.

One went to a friend
I haven't known for very long;
She struggles ... so in some small way
I hope this helps her carry on.

The rest went to the ones
Who've helped me in so many ways;
They have been a cheerful presence
On my very dreary days.

The roses were so pretty
I just could not keep them all,
Except one single bud standing
Beautiful and tall.

My friend gave me the flowers
To help brighten up my day,
But the biggest joy I received
Was in giving them away.

I draw my sword, this battle isn't won.
Dragging you across the field of insecurity.
Splattered thoughts carode with intention.
Blasts from all directions dumbfound me.
I am a warrior... Howling in the night.
Like I always proclaim, I will never fail, give up.
I will abstain, I will obtain.
I'm battle scarred, as my blood runs down my face.
As I draw my second sword and drag it through your face.
I am the victor over my sin.
You are nothing... You are nothing.... Nothing.
I have won. I have met my goal, I won the battle.
But as I raise my attention to the clouds...
I see the beginning...
Hoards of battle scarred followers await me...
Followers of their own insanity.
Armor on, blades in hand...
I kneel to pray...
I'm the warrior and through Immanuel, a king.
The end of the tribulation is neigh.
I lift my sword. "My brothers, we shall defeat our enemy!"
"We shall defeat sin!"
You can hear it... All around..
The brotherhood praising God.. "ALL HAIL ELOHIM!!"
"Through suffering we follow Immanuel,
To the most high who is worthy of all high praise!"
Holding our swords in hand, raising them up to the clouds
In honor of our Father in heaven..
You would be capitivated by the beautiful glow
Our golden armor shimmering in the sun rise.
"WE FIGHT IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER,
SON, AND THE HOLY SPIRIT!!"
They are close now..
The echo of screeching fills the air,
It's so loud you can hardly hear people screaming in the cities...
For their idols have come to take them away.
I can't help but to break into tears...
"WITH GOD FOREVER!!!!"
We charge torwds the spirits of hell...
With a gasp of air, I grasp three words..

"We won't fail..."

The music of silence is
most melodious of all..
as it comes directly from heart..
to communicate with other hearts.

The journey it makes..
covers miles of distances..
& binding the hearts in a more stronger way.
leaving nothing... .. ... but a inner peace.

It wants nothing... .. ... but gives Melody,
the most delightful .. .. & effective
THE MUSIC OF SILENCE...

God was in the process of creating the universe. And he was
explaining his subordinates ......

"Look everything should be in balance. For example, after
every 10 deer's there should be a lion.

Look here my fellow angels; here is the country of the United
States. I have blessed them with prosperity and money. But at the
same time I have given them insecurity and tension....

And here is Africa. I have given them beautiful nature. But at
the same time, I have given them climatic extremes....

And here is South America. I have given them lots of forests.
But at the same time, I have given them lesser land so that they
would have to cut off the forests...

So you see fellows, everything should be in balance.

One of the angels asked... "God, what is this extremely
beautiful country here?"

God said....... "Ahah...that is the crown piece of all.

"INDIA", my most precious creation. It has understanding and
friendly people. Sparkling streams, serene mountains.
A culture, which speaks of the great tradition that they live.
Technologically brilliant and with a heart of gold.....

The angel was quite surprised "But god you said
everything should be in balance."

God replied - "Look at the neighbors, I gave them."

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