Poems are the Friends we make them Expressing in words a thought Of happiness, sadness, caring, Experience dearly bought. Poems have their own sweet language That buds and comes to bloom, Showing their many colors... Light in a darkened room. Poems let us say: "I love you." Poems let us say: "Goodbye." Poems can be strong, or gentle, Raising a smile or sigh... For poems are about our living The road that we, daily, take, Of Love and of selfless giving. Poems are the Friends we make! ...

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When I was young I never needed anyone And making love was just for fun Those days are gone Livin' alone I think of all the friends I've known When I dial the telephone Nobody's home All by myself Don't wanna be All by myself Anymore Hard to be sure Sometimes I feel so insecure And loves so distant and obscure Remains the cure All by myself Don't wanna be All by myself Anymore All by myself Don't wanna live All by myself Anymore When I was young I never needed anyone Making love was just for fun Those days are gone All by myself Don't wanna be All by ...

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To ask you to be my Valentine I'd have to talk to you, Something that in all this time I've managed not to do. I'd have to get past "Hi!" somehow To show you that I care, But the right time is never now, Especially when you're there. It's as if a wall of fear, Transparent yet profound, Came hurtling up as you come near, Cutting off all sound. I fear I won't know what to say And strike you as a fool, Or you'll be glad to get away, Polite not to be cruel. Easier ...

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