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A Song by Dylan

Not too sure how it started, can't think of how it will end
Last night I called you lover, today you call me friend.
Wine and rose by candle light, your body in the moon.
I'm singing loves praises, are you humming the same tune?

Now everyone knows I've been around, it's no secret or myth
I was simply traveling for love, you are who I was to stay with
I unpacked my bags, can I leave them here with you?
I don't want to leave no more, after all that we've been through

You have had your heart broke, by the ones you loved the most
I have broken all my dreams, I'm tired of living like a ghost
Chasing shadows on the wall, following my own tail
If I don't try now, I know I will always fail

So darling, if you love me, then just tell me here and now
If you don't that's ok, it didn't matter anyhow
Well hun, my bags are still laying on your floor
Just say the word and I won't be travelin anymore

Darling, don't be shy we have all made mistakes
Been fooled out in a forflush losing all our stakes
Now I know this is a gamble, and the odss are always slim
But the prize could be forever, love has the odds with him

So, darling don't delay, don't leave me on the vine
I grow too old and bitter, honey, I'm no wine.
Darling, make your mind up, take yourself some time
I'll be down on the corner, I'm not too hard to find.

Spring-Carrie
The sunshine beats down, warming my face
Rain clouds that were once overhead have moved on
A rainbow's colors are begining to fade
Grass is greener and trees' leaves begin to grow
Spring has arrived leaving Winter's cold behind
           Stress Relief Medley-Rebecca
"Sometime in the morning" I strolled down the sidewalk. On a flower next to me, I saw a "butterfly" and closed my eyes. "Everytime I close my eyes" I picture myself "sailing." All of my worries and stress that "make me mad" is "drowning" and I know that it is "only time" before I will smile again. Once, I reopen my eyes, I find that I can forgive those deemed "unforgiven" and I consider myself "lucky" to be alive. I "breath" in the fresh air and continue on "my way."
            Nightly Wind- By Rebecca

The wind at night whispers softly
     An intoxiating calm flourished over me
With no more than a single breeze
     I find myself renewed
Under a blanket of bright lights
     and a spot-lighted moon
I become one with the world around me
      Alone with a wind that's sent to soothe
A Little Taste of Hell-Icespirit2

To my Father, Son and Holy Ghost
I tried to give it my most
But the ghostly shape rapes me.

As I sit by a fire and build my hopes of heaven
I feel my inner spirit changing;
Which seems to be a shadow
Right before my eyes

I tired to see the light
But all I could see was darkness
Then it happened,
I lost sense of my sight

I feel like my body is death
To my own skeleton
With no taste, touch, hearing and smell

Then I wake up and think to myself
It's not too late to change my ways.
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The Final Farewell-Becki

Within the confines of your room defeat, failure and pain take over
With on last prayer, you shut off the lamp and sit in the quiet
Emotions, running wild, take over all logical thinking
And you scream out in the middle of the night
The knife slowly cutting as it moves across your wrists
Trickles of blood seep down your arm onto the sheets below
Whispering goodbye into the night you think on last time of your family and friends
Never to see them again
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