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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... be sure it's not a golden shower. |
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All in His timing. Patience is a virtue. Patience is just taking your time doing nothing while death closes it's hands around your heart. Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. |
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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... I am so AMAZEDat how love constantly surrounds us and is seemingly fleeting or unavailable or difficult to attract. The aggravation of common sense is afflicts me, for I sometimes want to take control of when and how I will be loved...but it is a butterfly upon a rainbow. Even had I a net so fine that it would not hurt the butterfly, just the act of taking it from the air would still its freedom and make it less than it was. And the rainbow would move on and dissipate...and I would be left with useless empty achievement. It is so aggravating because of being needful of love...dependent upon leaving it free...unable to deserve attracting it to come and to stay flitting around me. I must grow flowers in my soul. That alone could bring love near, and deserve its joy of finding me ready. Love is also something which we choose to attract to us or to repel. Love attracts love. Like a natural law.....we will draw to ourselves what we radiate. 
Two such radiant stars cannot long inhabit the same closeness of space without feeding off from one another in mutual dance of gain/loss. There are rhythmic balances to that ballet, according to what I've seen, wherein the pulsing throb of cyclical give-and-take occurs. One diminishes but somehow brightens as the other gains more from receiving, and then the stable point is met where the flowing reverses to strengthen the smaller star. Paired stars of such brilliance are rare, and their combined radiance is too strong for any other body to come close without being burned away. It is as it should be. Miraculous constancy in motion.
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All in His timing. Patience is a virtue. Patience is just taking your time doing nothing while death closes it's hands around your heart. Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. Talking of death of the heart...not the body lol |
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love... I have forsaken your name.
I use it as a tool in my game. A tool to pull and drag others away A tool to lead good people astray oh love.. I have forsaken your name what I say and feel are not the same I use you like gold when what I have is lead oh love.. it seems your meaning to me is dead |
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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... I am so AMAZEDat how love constantly surrounds us and is seemingly fleeting or unavailable or difficult to attract. The aggravation of common sense is afflicts me, for I sometimes want to take control of when and how I will be loved...but it is a butterfly upon a rainbow. Even had I a net so fine that it would not hurt the butterfly, just the act of taking it from the air would still its freedom and make it less than it was. And the rainbow would move on and dissipate...and I would be left with useless empty achievement. It is so aggravating because of being needful of love...dependent upon leaving it free...unable to deserve attracting it to come and to stay flitting around me. I must grow flowers in my soul. That alone could bring love near, and deserve its joy of finding me ready. Love is also something which we choose to attract to us or to repel. Love attracts love. Like a natural law.....we will draw to ourselves what we radiate.
Two such radiant stars cannot long inhabit the same closeness of space without feeding off from one another in mutual dance of gain/loss. There are rhythmic balances to that ballet, according to what I've seen, wherein the pulsing throb of cyclical give-and-take occurs. One diminishes but somehow brightens as the other gains more from receiving, and then the stable point is met where the flowing reverses to strengthen the smaller star. Paired stars of such brilliance are rare, and their combined radiance is too strong for any other body to come close without being burned away. It is as it should be. Miraculous constancy in motion.
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All in His timing. Patience is a virtue. Patience is just taking your time doing nothing while death closes it's hands around your heart. Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. Talking of death of the heart...not the body lol The statement still applies. Your heart doesn't continue to live after the death of the body. Life, and what you do with it, is all that matters. |
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Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. Yes but if you are loved you live beyond your life in the hearts of other's. |
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All in His timing. Patience is a virtue. Patience is just taking your time doing nothing while death closes it's hands around your heart. Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. Talking of death of the heart...not the body lol The statement still applies. Your heart doesn't continue to live after the death of the body. Life, and what you do with it, is all that matters. Don't make me come over there... |
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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... That is true and like rain the first drop is sometimes so gentle you hardly notice it then it just keeps on coming at you until you are saturated and you feel it all the way down to your bones. |
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It is as it should be. Miraculous constancy in motion.
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Love is the greatest gift of all, Other then children.
You can`t choose who loves you, but you can choose who`s love to accept into your life. |
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"feels like rain....
cause you never know" ...is also revealed by rain..cause you can shed a tear...and no one will ever know.. roco |
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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... That is true and like rain the first drop is sometimes so gentle you hardly notice it then it just keeps on coming at you until you are saturated and you feel it all the way down to your bones. Could not have said it any better!! 
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All in His timing. Patience is a virtue. Patience is just taking your time doing nothing while death closes it's hands around your heart. Hate to break it to you, but unless you happen to be the reincarnation of Methusela, you don't really have a choice. Death is inevitable. What you do with Life before Death shows up is all that counts. Talking of death of the heart...not the body lol The statement still applies. Your heart doesn't continue to live after the death of the body. Life, and what you do with it, is all that matters. Don't make me come over there... Bring it on. lol 
I can make this argument all day. |
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feels like rain.... cause you never know when it's gonna fall down on you.... WE in someway fail 'love'. When joined with another, and their love is unwanted. WE feel the need to back away and to stop loving them. If that happens we are the blame. IF they feel the need to back away from us. Then, they failed love. With-in feeling the rain of love's touch. WE almost always except and over-look little things that at that time was GREAT. But through time and over-looking more. ONE will start losing their love. And then the rain turns into pain and it pours out of every vessel we have. Now all the fears, turn into reality tears. Such is love and such we all are.
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