Wednesday, April 04, 2007 [ 8:51 PM ]
The Gift Of Knowing You

There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.

But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.

When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.

Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.

I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.

For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.

- Dave Stout –



Looking back, I realise that I made many decisions, and they are decisions that sometimes I regret at times, and at other times, I don't.
Last year was a not so great year, but I still loved it nevertheless. Because I made new friends that are close to me now. And I will never EVER let them go.
Kill me if I ever do that.

Thank you for being there for me when I needed you.
It's nice to know I've got someone like you.

I've been stressed with all the pressure my mum is putting on me. Life's a bore now. I need a break. I need to get really high.
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