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It's Times like these...

Wish I could make, the world feel right,
Stop the pain, make it leave our sight,
Give you what you truly need,
Compassion, love and a mustard seed...
...Of hope - that we could plant and grow
We need - a Creed
So simple we can all follow
That then ever woman, and every man,
Need to make known, and understand...

We all need
Some love.
Fill up every single heart.
We all need
To give love.
Before this world we do depart.

One should never be so lonely,
That they hang their head and cry.
No one should have to have the feeling,
That they wish to die.
I wish I could wrap my arms round you,
Tell you all, it'll be all right.
I wish I could give what you need,
To end those dark and lonely nights.

We all need
Some love.
Fill up every single heart.
We all need
To give love.
Before this world we do depart.

How could there ever be a war?
If we all could think this way.
To give others what they need,
Keep their demons at bay.
There's beauty in every single soul
I've had the chance to meet,
Loveliness in each I see
No matter their physique

We all need
Some love.
Fill up every single heart.
We all need
To give love.
Before this world we do depart.

Wish I could make, your world feel right,
Stop the pain, make it leave your sight,
Give you what you truly need,
Compassion, love and a mustard seed...
...Of hope - that together we plant and grow
This world needs - a Creed
So simple we can all follow
That then every woman, and every man,
Need to make known, and understand...

We all need
Some love.
Fill every single heart!
We all need
To give love.
Too Late when this world departs.
Too Late when this world departs.
Too Late when this world departs.
©2008-2010 ~nickgmonster
:iconnickgmonster:

Author's Comments

For Times like these...
A lyrical Response to Musings of

:iconbethann687:
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and
:iconwaterearthgoddess:
[link]

You...are Loved. :hug:
Anyone able to lay some chords?

*EDIT*
Wanted to explain one line....
No matter their physique
I've had ppl complain to me recently..they are too short, too tall, too busty, No bust, too wide, too thin, hair too long, hair too short.
And you know what? None of that matters. Every one of those ppl ...are beautiful to me...for different reasons. End of my *EDIT*

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:iconlogoistics086:
definitely faved
it seems to be precriptions for the soul.

(speechless......)

--
“Talent is God given. Be humble."
"Fame is man-given. Be grateful."
"Conceit is self-given. Be careful.”

-John Wooden
:iconnickgmonster:
Thank you Erika. I truly wish it could be...
Perhaps if these words touch just one person..make them think...
To be a giver...or to remember to receive as well...
Then these words have done what they were meant to do.
:hug:

--

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Anais Nin
:iconlogoistics086:
yes.

i honestly i fell in love with your work.

--
“Talent is God given. Be humble."
"Fame is man-given. Be grateful."
"Conceit is self-given. Be careful.”

-John Wooden
:iconnickgmonster:
:blush: Thank you.

--

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Anais Nin
:iconlogoistics086:
anytime. at your service

--
“Talent is God given. Be humble."
"Fame is man-given. Be grateful."
"Conceit is self-given. Be careful.”

-John Wooden
:iconwaterearthgoddess:
hint has been taken. ;)

--
You can't get a cup of tea big enough or a long enough book to satisfy me.
~CS Lewis
:iconnickgmonster:
:iconflowerdanceplz::iconflowerdanceplz::iconflowerdanceplz:

=p

--

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Anais Nin
:iconbethann687:
Thanks my dear... I needed that today <3

--
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
~Jeremiah 29:11

"I'm waiting, even tho its painful."
~John Waller
:iconwaterearthgoddess:
:P

--
You can't get a cup of tea big enough or a long enough book to satisfy me.
~CS Lewis

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