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MessagesHere is my resounding confession,
With you right here I learn lifes lesson,
There is no pain, there is no incision,
With you right here I find my completion,
I cant hold back you must have my love,
Break the chains and fly up above,
Fly away like a beautiful dove,
Fly to me cause I need you right now,
Someday youll know, someday youll see,
Just how magnificent you are to me,
You captured my heart, you captured my sea,
In this world you are all I want to be,
Your love, your touch, your body and soul,
Erase my sanity and I go out of control,
Take me inside cause I want you to know,
That I am yours forever to glimmer like gold,
So many stars to see, so little time,
But time stands still when I know youre mine,
You pulled me away, away from the line,
And showed me the way, the way to climb,
My heart runs fast for now it knows speed,
You have it now, it follows where you lead,
It grows a tree of love you planted the seed,
The thunder is loud, but th
The MoonwalkerIn Deep Loving Memory of Michael Jackson (August 29, 1958 June 25, 2009)
Born to touch our hearts with your grace,
Your feet left love prints all over the place,
No one can fill your shiny shoes and glove,
Because it only fits your spirit of dance and love,
You sang to change us with four letters,
Everyday you made this world a little better,
Your music will conquer generations to come,
Your legacy is what they will become,
I moved to your soul when I was a kid,
Nobody will ever teach me like you did,
You were and still remain the king of pop,
You are the moonwalker and you could never stop,
While you leave you take a piece of us with you,
Its your love for love that will always remain so true,
Thank you for giving us memories to hold & relish,
Your hat, your hair, and your light shall always be cherished,
It is not sad for you have found the peace you never had,
So we dance to Beat It, Billie jean, Thriller and Bad,
Even though youre gone I know you are not that far
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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