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Your Sun An Moon

the sun an moon are always there to warm an shine ur way im ur sun an moon is what im tryin to say like the sun my love for u will never burn out an as the moon lol well im always goin to shine for u even when u think im so far away i pull closer an closer to u every day when the moon turns red i am angry becus your in pain an when the sun gets to hot it means the same becus they are nice an polite the sun keeps you warm an the moon guides threw the night when your gone the sun an moon will die cause the sun cant keep u warm an the moon can no longer be your light.
mr. romantic

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Behind The Pretty Sun

We see the pretty sun rising early in the morning Like any one of us who gets up early in the morning, The sun rises early in the morning and It sets in the evening, As we know, The early bird catches the worm, The pretty sun does its job daily just To benefit us by its radiation and by its heat, Without this pretty sun, then There is no life at all, God created this pretty sun to let's going on greatly and Wonderfully, From all directions, We can see that great sun, The sun does its job without any delay because We need it, It always hangs up in the sky with its great brilliance, It heats up everyone and everything, so Everyone takes what one needs anytime and Everything takes what it needs anytime. ______________________________________________________________________

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A fruit tree stole light from the sun, and thus it soon became renowned, of its fruits was a sweetest one, which had no rival to be found. It became the sweetest girl known, once it had fallen to the ground. The girl was sadly all alone, but soon learnt to shine on her own. With an allure that was immense, the girl could steal hearts with a glance. Her siren call was so intense, it could dangerously entrance. Though most did love her elegance, and would praise her at every chance, one didn't like her brilliance, because it caused much annoyance.

The sun envied the girl's beauty, for reasons that were plain to see, which made him slip in his duty, as he had angst he wished to free. The maiden had a fine physique, and that all on earth did agree. With attention she didn't seek, the sun's prominence passed its peak. The blow dealt unto the sun's pride, compelled him to act out of spite. Till the point he was satisfied, he held back some life giving light, As the girl's looks were so sublime, none saw the sun exert his might, and so with the passing of time, there was a stark change in the climb.

The sun's actions spurred a great change, which quickly caused many dismay. The world gradually became strange, as life slowly withered away. Nature bore incredible strain, as the sun had shortened the day. People found it hard to explain, and it nigh pointless to complain. Concern inevitably spread, so people turned to gods to plead, then sought to take action instead. Sadly no course could be agreed. With panic some were driven mad, as they couldn't plant what they'd need, while trees lost the leaves they once had, which made one especially sad.

The maiden felt a great heartache, when she saw that the trees were sick, so prayed for a cure she could make, prior to turning to magic. The young maiden set off to work, and made certain to do so quick. It was a task she couldn't shirk, though the sun she was sure to irk. The maiden read aloud a charm, which she had learnt within a dream. She wished to save the trees from harm, however she failed in her scheme. With colour withered leaves did bloom, 'twas all that happened it did seem. The trees still faced what seemed like doom, all was grave as folk did assume.

With words the sun couldn't ignore, he was blamed for what did occur. With a stance the noble deplore, much hatred the sun did incur. The girl laid all emotions bare, and though the sun was moved by her, he merely looked on with a glare, as though he did not even care. With a proposal that seemed grim, the sun said he'd fix what he did, though only if the girl wed him, she agreed and hid her hatred. Once the girl had vowed to commit, she became the sun's beloved. Due to what marriage does permit, the couple soon got intimate.

The couple's love went up in smoke, owing to the sun's intense glow. Burning flesh caused the girl to choke, and the sun to feel grave sorrow. For the maiden there was no hope, so from life she in time let go. With her death the sun couldn't cope, so he would simply grieve and mope. Within the air blew a grave chill, for news of the girl's death moved all. Nature's plight seemed desperater still, for chances of saviour were small. A haunting unspoken farewell, makes it hard for one to stand tall. In the present loss spurs a hell, but heartache is time's to dispel.
Christian Lacdael

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Where There No Sun Thus For One Feel A Warm Smile.

When the sky is blue for the sun will shine for every bird that one see for one shall feel the sun light that will fill once heart with respect yet every rose that one see been fill with respect for respect is special to the family of Star bucks but where there no sun thus for one feel a warm smile.

Thus every min that the sun shine for when the bird sing for it sing for a heart that wish for the touch f respect and yet every star that one see shall sparkle in the night but for when one smile for there a light of life just to feel the breeze that whisper in the air yet where there no sun thus for one feel a warm smile.

Where there no sun but there is night for when night in for the stars is out but every star is the family of Star bucks but yet every star is the angels of respect for every moment that one feel the warm smile thus one feel the sun light but for when the sky blue for every rose shall bloom.

Where there n sun thus for one feel the touch of respect by the angel of the night but for the moon one wish to see the moon light to light up the night sky but it's the angel of respect that fill the night air with respect just to feel the night breeze is like feeling the touch of a rose yet where there no sun thus for one feel a warm smile.
Raymond Sawyer

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