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To lose someone you love....
Its like trying to live violently among the peaceful people who are dying
To lose someone you love....
Its like Im living in lies with laughter and happiness while Im truthfully sitting in anger and pain while crying
Im grounded in shame yet Im still airborn with death together we flying
Its hurts when one dies past groundshaken proximity under the hate but sent with earthshattering love above
where we live to die yet we are born to survive where we bred to learn to get past all the ones we have lost with hate because ITS REALLY HURTS TO LOSE SOMEONE YOU LOVE.
Sometimes I wonder why people gotta be
so cruel, then I say oh, yeah because they
have no life, and they make themselves
feel better by bullying others. I frikin hate
it! I wished they knew how it felt pickin'
on someone they didn't even know, maybe
someone should pick on them; when they don't
even know them. It makes me sick looking
at their faces. The main bully would be
my ex. He Knows who he is, he tries so hard
to make me look dumb, and make me physically
break down, what he don't know is my
Hubby has made me stronger & better than that.
So he can try, but it won't work.
I LOVE YOU DUSTIN JAMES PALMER!!!!
Briana Lynn Palmer
~Dustin's Wife Forever~N~ Always
Hate, a saddle Bronc
That bucks not the spectator
It bucks you alone
I cannot believe that I used to have a crush on you,
You are cold, heartless, and MEAN!
I never talked about you, never did anything to you,
I never deserved that, you had no need to be so mean.
You stooped so low, never had I seen someone do that,
People told me you were like this, I just didn't believe them.
I didn't believe her when she said you were a womanizer,
Didn't believe you were a Cowboy Casanova, well you showed me,
And never will I do that again, you made me believe,
Believe her, snf you made me believe you liked me, you led me,
Led me on, and then you were like, "I don't like you."
Well guess what I didn't care then, and I sure don't care now,
Cause I loved my hubby all along,
Love him more than anyone and anything, I love him and only him!
I cannot believe I used to have a crush on someone like you,
I swear you are the spawn of Satan himself,
And I feel sorry for girls who date you or fall in love with you,
I do, because all you do is play them like a game.
I don't hate you, but I don't like you like that anymore.
You led me to believe you liked me, and then you said it was all a joke,
Yeah well you were a joke.
You were a pill, I was willing to take,
I am glad I didn't take you,
You are an unmistakeable , unidentified drug.
I am a good-bad girl, I can tell a bad boy,
But even I didn't see this, didn't see that you like this,
The boy with beautiful brown eyes,
Are now dull, no longer do they shine,
That brown hair, that I loved, is now just a memory,
The boy born on February 18th,
The one that I thought was perfect,
God what the hell was I thinking??
Don't ask if I'm alright,
I don't have the answer,
But if you ask me if I want to hurt you badly, I will say,
Say yes without hesitation.
You have no idea how bad I want to hurt you,
But then again I don't.
Half of me hates you,
The other half can't bear to see you,
The game you played on me,
It was cleaver, but it was also cruel and hurtful!
I want to hurt you like you hurt me, but I could never that mean.
I could be as mean as you,
The person who doesn't know how much what he does hurts people,
I bet you don't care either,
Because that's just the kind of person you are.
They tried to warn me, those two girls, M&H,
But I didn't listen to them.
I didn't listen to them, because I am not the kind of person,
The kind of person, to believe what other people say, without,
Without knowing about you, getting to know what you're like,
Until you do that to me.
Until I learn on my own, that's the kinda person I am,
I take the time to figure people out, instead of judging them,
Judging them by how they look like, and what people say,
That's the kinda person I am, I am a strong Redneck Woman.
And I will never change who I am, change myself for anyone,
I will not change for anyone.
If you don't like me for myself, then you don't deserve my time, or my words,
Or my anything.
This is officially the end of me and my poem,
How are you today?
Are you still depressed with life?
Is it killing you?
This is crazy, babe,
You have got to understand,
I just want to help.
Why not let me in?
What are you afraid of, huh?
Why make it this hard?
Just let me help you!
Would it really be that hard?
I want to get it.
I want to help you,
Through everything you need.
I don’t want to push.
You make this too hard,
Let me try to comfort you,
But you can’t just talk.
I think I get it,
But how can I be sure, huh?
Just trust me, you’ll see.
We may not be us,
But it’s hard not to miss you,
The real you, that’s right.
Don’t know you that well,
But I do know you’re not this,
You are not this guy.
You’re awesome and sweet.
I know it’s weird to say, but
I could never hate you.
as the wind blows south
the poplar tree saps black blood
soaked are roots with pride
the white man's burden
cultivates Afrika’s roots
a caged mind unbarred
Truly dogs hate cats.
Have seen exceptions to this.
Some live in concord.
hate and ignorance
may bring darkness to us all
knowledge is the light
Bitterness holds me.
I do not like her embrace
because it is cold.
Her touch makes me rot
not outwardly, but inside
corrupting my soul.
Her wretched voice crows:
"Everyone else is crooked."
No one else speaks up.
I do not love her,
but when she is here with me
we see eye to eye.
She then reminds me:
"Condemnation will come soon."
I hate her also.
Together they drone
robbing me of any will
to get up and leave.
The sisters love me.
I withhold my affection,
yet they cling to me.
They each take a turn,
kissing me with rancid breath
and bugs in their hair.
I want far better.
I need better company,
yet I sit with them.