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Does Death Have A Heart?
I wonder if death has a heart
Does he ever hesitate?
Has he ever for a moment
Wished that he could wait?
Does he ever walk real slowly?
Does he ever question why?
Has he ever done his duty
With a tear wailed in his eye?
Does he know what kind of void he leaves
Once he’s come and gone?
Does he feel for those that’s left to grieve
Once that last breath’s been drawn?
To answer such a question
I’d not know where to start
I only know it’s broken
If by chance. . .death has a heart
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I Always Thought You’d Be There
I always thought you’d be there
It never occurred to me
That I would turn around and find
You’d no longer be
I always thought you’d be there
For times when I’m not strong
I never once prepared myself
To look and find you gone
I always thought you’d be there
It never crossed my mind
To say so many things back then
That seemed a waste of time
I always thought you’d be there
As I listen for the phone
And in its place hear silence
To remind me I’m alone
If I could for one moment
Go back in time somewhere
I’d choose to live again the day
I always thought you’d be there
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A Grave for Dreams
In the graveyard of my memory
With shovel in my hand
I’ll begin to dig a hole
Amid the mud and sand
There I’ll form another grave
To lay beside the last
To come and weep and mourn
Each time I reminisce my past
You’d think I’d get the hang of this
As often as I’ve cried
If sorrow’s pain could lead to death
I’d long ago have died
But for now, I’ll toss some dirt
On what’s become my theme
And lay to rest a part of me
With another broken dream
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Falling Stars
Where do falling stars land
That never got to shine?
Where is it that they end up
To spend their lotted time?
Where do all the songs go
That never got to sing?
The novel someone never wrote
The dream that someone dreamed
Where have all the words gone
The ones no one will hear?
Those that skillfully were rhymed
And meant to bring a tear
Could there be a place somewhere
That falling stars can cry?
And dream of what just might have been
Had fate not past them by
Now the world may never know
Their talents or their names
Like that Olympic hopeful
Who by seconds missed the games
And that musician who would play
To walls within his home.
Imagining the crowds that should
Have heard and should have known
The orator that lay awake
At night to form her speech
Knowing somewhere in her heart
It’s all outside her reach
I wonder where they all might lie
Is there left the slightest glow?
Somewhere in forgotten land
Where falling stars must go
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Never Meant To Be
There are some things that are meant to be
And destined from the start
There are rainbows we were meant to see
And deem a work of art
There are caterpillars nestled somewhere
In a secret place
Who were born to spread their wings and fly
With uncompromising grace
Some lives began their journey
Far from where that they had met
To fall in love and marry
Like a fairytale I’ve read
There are songbirds that are singing
’Cause the morning brought the spring
Then there are songs that fate had never meant
To ever have them sing
There are dreams who’s only purpose
Was to fill somebody's head
And bait them for tomorrow
As they hang on by a thread
Then they start believing
That they’re someone that they’re not
Until they start to grieving
‘Cause they realized they forgot
When they had looked into a crystal ball
So many years ago
Who it was they thought they saw
They were not suppose to know
‘Cause in my imagination
I just thought that I saw me
But some things were meant to happen
And some never meant to be
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