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I Love HerUaine sùilean amhluidh glainne agus puinnsein pòige; Dèan aonan gràidh a, dèan aonan gràidh a. Beagain nithean amhluidh àilleachd, eireachdail sùil; Dèan aiteam gràidh a, dèan aiteam gràidh a.I Love Her
Donn lochan, cho brèagha, dèanamh daoine fulang aig a làimhe amhluidh cruidh. Cho mòrain sin ag an sabaid... agus nithean mar gràidh dèan daoine gràidh a.
A ri taobh am gun a bhith chèile. Am a-mhàin agus am annsachd a.


An Irish EulogyMay ailments be lifted from our broken-hearted kin, along with the friends, and all other folk. Ye walked a road that nay bonny, but laden in sin. Now set free, of the air anon ye take in a toke.An Irish Eulogy
Before ye lay a future of peace and many a lavish glen. Fear not loved one, but walk among the heavens with pride. We nary determined how, and nary determined when, but on ye passed still. No longer on Earth to stride.
In your new home of the greatest sights, perfect weather, ye find not a gloomy way, but a path covered in heather.
death

The lilac breezeThe lilac breeze, Iridescent shine, Of the golden sun On the morning dew.The lilac breeze
The rising sun, Turns night to day, Calls forth the storm, Drives life to earth.
The misting swirls A tempest 'round me, Lifts me high A sea of clouds.


The Point of CryingWhat's the point of crying? To find pity that's true? Or is it to make someone Feel sorry for you?The Point of Crying
What's the point in hiding The way you really feel? Is it just to make others think Your happiness is real?
Is there a point in living If life can't keep you well? Is there a point in waiting to see If Heaven's for you
Or Hell?
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I'm after the three words.. not the three letters...
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Someone once told me:
"You can only try, Riddle."
and "There are no guarantees..."
I always keep them in mind.. Probably the only words
that kept me going...
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NEW ACCOUNT: VileDivinity
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"May those that love us, love us-and those that don't love us, may God turn their hearts, and if he can't turn their hearts, may He turn their ankles so we will know them by their limping."
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People attempting to find a motive in this Story will be prosecuted; attempting to find a moral in it will be banished;attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. By Order of the Author
Boredom is the true mother of invention
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