Today

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Today I smiled and all at once
Things didn’t look so bad
Today I shared with someone else
A little bit of hope I had
My heart grew light
I walked a a happy little mile without a cloud in sight

Today I worked with what I had
And longed for nothing more
And what had seen like only weeds were flowers at my door
Today I loved a little more and complained a little less!!!!!!!!!!!

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Peace come to us

As the darkness seeks to envelope me,
It’s blackness wrapping around.
My soul relaxes and says let it be.
My sense of dreams abounds.

Will I sleep good tonight?
Or will I founder?
While the stars shine bright.
And they rally ’round her.

Peaceful rest my mind to find,
To be renewed to face another day,
And leave the ole one behind.
Do we have the strength to go that way?

I pray for emotional and mental ease,
As the past has been tumultuous,
The days through which to breeze.
At last this peace comes to us.

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Every Hour

There is a lot of things I owe to BP
First and foremost it made me, me
The year I have become over the years
The one who cried so many tears

I inspected my life every little bit
And realized I didn’t know spit

About myself or other people
My self esteem was pitiful
I had to take the fall to be lifted back up high
To meet good people who would be by me both day and night

That my friends are just two of the things
That I have received in my BO awakening

So if anything give thanks to our higher power
For we are together and he is with us every hour

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This track seems to be going the wrong way
I wish I could go back and take a right where i took a left
It seems this is a never ending road
Where people leave and others go old
It seems to go on forever without any stops

No one stops to ask if i need to talk
Everyone seems to be too far ahead
And I’m left behind

Wishing I would forever be gone

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Shards of Glass

My image cut by shards of glass.
Through this will I ever be able to pass?

And see my way onto the other side.
And by the laws of “normal” man abide?

Life has broken and cut me this way,
Taunted and teased by what they say.

Will I ever get my whole self together again?
And will I truly be able to be happy then?

When the shards are all together again,
Will I be comfortable in my own skin?

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