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"For Sentimental Reasons" I love you for sentimental reasons I hope you do believe me I'll give you my heart I love you and you alone were meant for me Please give your loving heart to me And say we'll never part I think of you every morning Dream of you every night Darling, I'm never lonely Whenever you are in sight I love you for sentimental reasons I hope you do believe me I've given you my heart I love you for sentimental reasons I hope you do believe me I've given you my heart Sing with me, won't you? |
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11/10/2006 7:27 pm |
with all my heart
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This is nice, Pinay. Whom is it dedicated to?
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11/11/2006 6:04 am |
there's true love right there, people. there's love. great uhh...song...er..poem...err..piece.
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11/11/2006 8:54 am |
The human heart, at whatever age, opens to the heart that opens in return. (Maria Edgeworth)
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there's true love right there, people. there's love. great uhh...song...er..poem...err..piece. It's a song, bro. And a poem of the heart that truly and honesty loves. Sobrang ma-keso ano?
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Old songs are great. They have more feelings, more emotions than some of the new ones, aren't they? Ey, thanks for visiting my Blog, bro.
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The human heart, at whatever age, opens to the heart that opens in return. (Maria Edgeworth)
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a very meaningful song! i really love the lyrics...
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Thanks, sis
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11/14/2006 4:06 pm |
Huh? It's a song, bro. And a poem of the heart that truly and honesty loves. Sobrang ma-keso ano? take care. good stuff.
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oh. didn't know that, stupid me. anyway, yeah, it's cheesy. it's cheesin'. i'm cheesin'. you cheesin'. take care. good stuff.
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with all my heart
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LOVE SONG FROM YOUR SOUL. 27. 11. 84 I am the soul of man, and I speak to you through whomever I can. I see you in your bleakest hour. At work and at play, when you're happy or dour. I support and comfort, uphold and endorse you. I boost you, coddle and enforce you. How can you be happy, sad, foolish or glad? How can you be snappy and bad, uncomfortable or mad? Why do you do these things on impulse from within? Why is it so? And how can it be? Why to you, and also to me? How can it be? How CAN it be? Why to you, and also to me? I love you! I love you! I love you! I need you and feed you. I seed you and greed for you! I feed you to feed ME! For through you I seed me. To grow I need you to see for me, To BE for me! I love you. I AM you! For through you, I AM ME! the gift
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LOVE SONG FROM YOUR SOUL. 27. 11. 84 I am the soul of man, and I speak to you through whomever I can. I see you in your bleakest hour. At work and at play, when you're happy or dour. I support and comfort, uphold and endorse you. I boost you, coddle and enforce you. How can you be happy, sad, foolish or glad? How can you be snappy and bad, uncomfortable or mad? Why do you do these things on impulse from within? Why is it so? And how can it be? Why to you, and also to me? How can it be? How CAN it be? Why to you, and also to me? I love you! I love you! I love you! I need you and feed you. I seed you and greed for you! I feed you to feed ME! For through you I seed me. To grow I need you to see for me, To BE for me! I love you. I AM you! For through you, I AM ME! the gift
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blushhhh... done 200 of em hehe. poetry is one way to easily learn to tap yr own deeper self immediately. to prove it, give this suggestion no extra cogitation just grab a pen and go right now and write a poem and see if it will be there for the expectation and if it will suddenly start agreeing with what i'm saying here but rhyming too. go grab that pen babe... what's the name of yr poem yr about to write pm?
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blushhhh... done 200 of em hehe. poetry is one way to easily learn to tap yr own deeper self immediately. to prove it, give this suggestion no extra cogitation just grab a pen and go right now and write a poem and see if it will be there for the expectation and if it will suddenly start agreeing with what i'm saying here but rhyming too. go grab that pen babe... what's the name of yr poem yr about to write pm?
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