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A Greener Grass

You think I have a pretty face My dresses weaved from frills and lace You think that I'm a spoilt brat with diamonds around my neck and roses in my bed You think I own the pot of gold A blissful future to behold You think I live on a greener grass but you know nothing No ,you know nothing about my past There are chapters still on hold A thousand words untold There's emotion still enclosed in a lacrimal drop There is a tasteless tale,a colourless spume and large waves that fall on the shore There's a silent cry which keeps yelling why which keeps loving and hating,mending and breaking Pushing ,embracing our God My unfaithful devotion keeps begging in motion Asking what,where,when,and how long For how long should I wait for to feel the affection, love and protection to listen to daddy singing for me just one birthday song For how long should I pray for,to listen to daddy just calling out my name on the phone You think I have a pretty face My dresses weaved from frills and lace You think that I'm a spoilt brat with diamonds around my neck and roses in my bed You think I own the pot of gold A blissful future to behold You think I live on a greener grass but you know nothing No, you know nothing about my past You know nothing about the way I feel About deep scars that would never heal You just keep thinking that I live I live on a greener grass.

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pseudo artistry

Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears,
Over your hypocrisy and useless years.
Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane.
It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain.

But, escape artists aren't artists at all.

When life ends the real journey begins, the journey to be
Above imperfection and glorified weakness everyone sees.
Life trickles into the drain of the sink, wash it and pretend
The veil is burning off,but there is only so much fire can mend

Besides, escape artists aren't artists at all.

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Pins and Needles

Another song written in middle school - edited of course. ;)
[Verse 1] I'm trapped within these walls Never to leave at all I am the prisoner inside my own home My spirit is broken I do not believe I'm locked in this chamber which I cannot leave [Chorus] The needles that break the skin The anger that runs within I’m giving it all away Just to stay alive The needles that pierce my veins It will never be the same We’re on pins and needles now It’s how we survive [Verse 2] They say he’ll find me soon Got to get out of this room The blood will spill and he’ll take what he wants to I’ll never let him through GET OUT OF MY DREAM He whispers in darkness, “I’m not who I seem…” [Chorus] [Verse 3] The four walls around me They start to close in I know I’m too late now I know I can’t win So just tell me I’m crazy It’s all in my head You’re not the killer And I am not dead [Chorus] [Breakthrough] Don’t tell me it’s impossible To start it all over again Infection sinks through your pale skin You’ll curse the day that I’m dead [Chorus]

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

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Beer Pong Balls

-Sing along to Jingle Bells-

Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!

Drinking Michelobe... Sipping on some Jack...
We just made two cups... Give us the balls back!
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Guys can finger cups... Girls know they can blow...
I'm hall of fame, In this game, cause I drink like a pro


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!

A day or two ago... Drinking Miller Light...
I had won eight games, and then got in a fight...
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
We ran out of beer... Had to get some more...
If I'm alive, then I can drive, let's all go to the store!


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you sink, the more I drink.
It's Christmas, let's get drunk!


Beer pong balls! Beer pong balls!
Landing in my cup.
The more you make, the more I take.
It's Christmas, lets get drunk!

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I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.

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Fight for tomorrow

I see it some times today
looking back on yesterday
When I young
and didn't know better

You always said to me
Remember what you're fighting for
Don't let go there is always
always a fight for tomorrow

I didn't understand these words
When I came home one day
From a fight over nothing
That left me battered and bruised

When my morals were questioned
When I had to make my way through life
When my life had no meaning
When all I did was pick a fight

you said...

You always said to me
remember what you're fighting for
Don't let go, there is always
Always a fight for tomorrow

These weren't pretty words
I never realised how true they were
Until a look up and saw hurt in your eyes
I saw the life you fought for

You always said to me
Remember what you're fighting for
Don't let it go, there is always
Always a fight for tomorrow

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The Wildflower

 It could have been you
       Hiding behind the post
           Stretching out your arms
               Your tiny face upturned 
                      To the early morning sun
                            Waving at me softly
                                 While swaying with the breeze
                                     It was only wishful thinking...
                                            But you look so much the same
                                                 that I walked a little closer
                                                      and nearly called your name
                                                         A scent so very subtle
                                                           Drifted through the air
                                                            Reminding me of the last time
                                                             I tied a ribbon in your hair

                                                           I picked the wildflower for you
                                                           But you’re much too far away
                                                          Shall wilt before you see it
                                                        This one I picked today
                                                      Against the velvet petals
                                                   You won’t get to press your face
                                                But together we will pick the one
                                            That grows up in its place
                                         I’ll save this in our special book
                                     Pressed between the pages
                                And hide it in our secret place
                            We’ve known about for ages
                       The next time that you come again....
                You’ll know right where to look!

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All on Me

All on Me

My childhood is sketchy too many
Yet as those holes fill in
I do not like what I see
So many secrets 
So much pain
My innocence was lost
No wonder I never acted like a child
Still I feel like it was 

All on Me

Be strong, be brave 
Be silent 
Never tell a soul
No one will understand
This love we share
And so it went 

All on Me

Even now as I remember 
Each awful moment 
I wonder what I could have done
To avoid it all together
I wonder what would have happened 
If I had spoke up
However all the what ifs in the world
Will never change the fact that it is 

All on Me

Sometimes I feel like the 
Pain is going to last forever
I am so scared that the glimpse of happiness I once had 
Is all I will ever see
Yet I won’t give up and
I won’t give in
Because if I do then he will win
Then it will be

All on Me 

Instead of 

All on Him

By: Jeanna York

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So much I wanted to say. So much I wanted to shout.
It was like being trapped behind bars without a way
to get out.
My mind going wild with all these questions of why.
The only way to escape was to fall asleep or to cry.
What did I do so bad that made me have to pay?
My friends, my dreams, and my life was swepped away.
I know I can do it! I try and I try.
Nothing seems to get better. I sometimes wish
I would Die.
Starved for attention. I wanna talk to the world.
I just miss being loved. Miss the warmth of a girl.
Snickers and stairs is what my life has become.
I'm treated like I'm a kid, like I'm sick, or I'm dumb.
One day to the next. Life becomes work just to be alive.
I thank god for my blessings. I thank god I survived.
I finally see some improvement. More hope tickles
my brain.
It was worth all the time, all the tears, all the pain.
I awake with a smile and new hope to move on.
I did it! I did it! All those hard times are gone!

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Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i

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Normal To Me

This isn't just a poem This isn't just another emotion This is me, these are my thoughts The Imagery is my sight, And The Allegories are my Life I'm lonely, There is just me But there's so many people around but no one can hear my loudest screams Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me I'm torn, I'm Cut Part of my heart stabbed, and then taken from me The Search for my innocence, Is like a moa hunt Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me Laughing and Jokes all directed towards me Just to Hurt me Cover all of the Halls "Fag, Emo, Queer" Words I too often know Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me Curling her hair putting on her makeup "You're worthless and nothing to Me" Says the so-called all-loving-one As she screams: "Why am I not Pretty" Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me This is not just a poem not just some words my pen cries with each words But this is Just a Glimpse Don't Shout nor Scream This is all just Normal To Me

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Buried Myself Alive

can you remember the time i let you in?
the time i showed you my heart?
the time i shared my soul with you?
the moment i poured out my blood when you needed it?
The second i saved your life?
The hour i saved you from your darkest secret?
The minute where you watched me bury myself alive?
Remember the time when you almost made me cry?
the time i made it a game to play your game?
the day i had my own time and took advantage of myself?
the hour it took to shut you out and let you go away for a long time?
well your going to have to ask nicer than that 

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The Sins Of Our Fathers

The sins of our fathers cast such long and unremorseful shadows
   Leaving in its quake such a painful sting as only God would know.
With tangled webs that reach to the bowels of hell.
   Manipulating lies destructive words which only a father could tell.
Knowing full well how the vicious lies will be cast downward in a spiraling effect.
   To rob our children of any pride and leave them as societies social rejects.
With no recourse but to follow in fathers misguided and devious ways.
   With unknowing and uncaring reasoning they go forth longing for better days.
So where is the justice for the generation that draws the short end of the stick.
   All to suffer for the mistakes of being sired by a father who was morally sick.
Once in a great while you might luck out and see one escape such a horrible fate.
   Most often as not the majority wind up like dad filled with anger and hate.
If the Lord ever places in your path one of these castaways of life.
    Maybe you can be the one to help free it from all its anguish and strife.
Break the vicious cycle of torment and pain.
   Teach them of our Savior, Jesus, and that not every dark cloud contains rain.
Tell them how Jesus died so they know about the cleansing power of His blood.
   And how God with one gentle breath could tame the waters of a mighty raging 
And how we can repent of our sins and even the sins of our fathers and still be 
   Seek Jesus and ask for forgiveness with a humble and sincere heart, then our 
sins we confess of, He so graciously waived. 

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Gotta Let Their Soul Cry

 Raped and Molestated in childhood, 
   Abused and Misused in pre-adulthood,
     Alone and confused they stood; feeling
       like tainted goods.

 Let their soul cry, maybe then; they can
  regain their pride. 

 They gotta let their soul cry

 Their darkest secret's they lock  away
   within, this is why their flesh constantly
    feast off sin; and everything in life has a
     beginning, but never render an ending.

 Let their soul cry, Crying is the only way to
  gain their piece of mind.
One might ask," Why"? Then , I will reply,"
  They need to see at least one day filled with
     promise rather than pain and see the sun
        without having rain.
 They gotta let their soul cry, before their sin
  cause their flesh to die.

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On her way

The princess calls me out tonight 
She looks so beautiful, strong and bright
Tears stream down my face 
As I look at my darling with her shining knight

taking her away 
shes so beautiful today 
I know he'll love you till the end 
Forever, we'll be friends

Baby, Its hard to see you go 
Leaving us for this young lad
You wont be around, but i'll be glad 
You deserve more than this whole world 
Show mummy everything you hold

My darlings leaving 
to start her life
I can tell you, this one thing 
She will be the most amazing wife

taking her away 
Shes so beautiful today 
I know he'll love you till the end
Forever, we'll be friends

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It’s my life not expecting you to understand it
A man who when he was a boy his mother abandoned
Alienated like I arrived from another planet
While you were with your family joking, laughing and eating a peanut butter sandwich
I was moved from foster families and children’s homes
Surrounded by people but feeling alone
 Everything I go through is some kind of building zone
Treated differently because I’m not wanted or loved by my dad, sister mum or brother
Feel like everyone trying to get to know me is working undercover
So the first thing I do is run for cover
Opposites attract I’m cold inside does that make me summer’s lover?
Being uncomfortable makes me comfortable
I feel safe being vulnerable
I’ll be the first to say I’m dysfunctional
Am I supposed to lie and say everything all great and wonderful?
Should I already understand and know it all?
You belittle me but I’m still growing tall
You wanted me to catch but you didn’t even throw the ball
An insomniac and I know Money can buy a bed but not sleep
But how much would a meaningful hug cost me?
I could wish and pray to the sky
But that’s just not me
Anytime love got me
It seems that Luck lost me
So I Push away the people I want to stay by my side
The ones who are worth your tears won’t make you cry
I could do 99 good deeds for you
But you would count the mistakes I make in life
So I don’t even try no more
I don’t cry no more
Love no one trust no one, **** them all
If you want to walk out my life. Here let me hold the door

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A Childs Prayer - God We Need To Talk

Tonight as my baby girl started to pray
She said God it's 8 O'Clock, 
And God We need to talk.
She said daddy help me pray, 
And daddy bow your head,
As we knelt beside her bed. 
she said God can you hear me?
Mommy always said you'd hear me,
If I would learn to pray, 
And that you would show me the way.

Well God I don't understand. 
Why you took my mommy away.
Daddy always says i'll understand, 
When I grow up some day.
She said God, you need your son. 
Well I need my mommy to,
And I know that my daddy, 
Would be happier with mommy. 
Cause daddy talks to her, 
And mommy's not even there.

God can you please,
Give my mommy wings, 
So she can come to see us.
She always kept our house clean, 
And God I know, 
She keeps your house clean to.
And God I miss mommy's big hugs, 
Daddy says your son gives hugs to.
So I know if my mommy had wings, 
She could hug me and daddy.

Well God I want to thank you,
For being there to listen, 
And God think about what I said.
And tell mommy that I love her, 
And God I love you to.
Oh just one more thing God, 
Help my daddy stop crying.
Thank you God, Amen, 
Then she turned to me and said,
Goodnight daddy, I love you.

I was still on my knees, 
Beside my little girls bed, 
With tears running from my eyes.
I gave my baby a goodnight kiss, 
And said sweet dreams baby girl.
Then I went to my room, 
And kissed my wife's picture, 
And with tears in my eyes,
I knelt down to pray, 
I said God, We need to talk.

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We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I that I'll miss...this place

No more fun
Gotta buckle down
No more games
Gotta drop this crown
I hope I don't...forget...this place
Days in the sun and
Nights by the fire
I'll miss those times
With a burnin' desire
I'm gonna...miss...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I that I'll miss...this place

We're headin' out
Our bags are packed
The dream is over and
The boxes are stacked
But I can't...forget...this place
I don't know how
How to let it go
I can't find a way
I can't go with the flow
All I that I love...this place

The faces pass and memories fade
My whole life...turns to shade
All I that I'll miss...this place

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For my days fall away
But I remember you 
I want to touch the memories
I just don’t know what to say
As my days fall away

I vaguely remember the chicken pox
Colored popcorn 
And my first grade made
Robotic cereal box
The hen and the fox

I remember wanting a fire truck one Christmas
The marble red paint
The glass window in which it stained
I remember my foster mom saying it’s this one or nothing
I remember being too stubborn to accept the smaller version

Its these memories I daunt 
It’s these reflections that constantly haunt
These were the highlights of my life
These were the only happy moments I knew
Yet I left them, moments so few

I remember where the wild things are
I remember marshmallow peanuts
Trick or treating and roasted pumpkin seeds
I remember visitation days 
The beach-less sand the way we as children once played

I remember the door that never closed
Mexican casserole and never getting enough
Being afraid to swim 
Yet finding my way to the roof of the house 
With no way of getting down

I remember my first field trip
The dinosaurs and wanting to be an astronaut
I remember my San Francisco 49ers jersey
Number eighty, jerry rice my favorite player
Now days I tend to only clash with the mayor 

It seems that images follow a window of time
And after it’s exhausted 
We summon them our memories

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The Downward Spiral (with a nod to NIN)

She sees herself suddenly as a small girl
bare feet on the cold black and white tile
little toes curled
sees the white porcelain tub and
how pretty the light blue water was
so deep it almost came to her chin
as she climbed in

For hours she'd play with her dime store sailboat
loving it though it would hardly float
always taking on water
listing, never level
her wet skinny back hunched over
shoulder blades like primordial wings
every few minutes she'd have to shake the thing

Trying desperately not to break the spell
of pretend
and when
it was time to let the water out
she'd always stay to watch the water drain
weighing the emotional pain
both fascinated and horrified,
as the suction intensified,
by the force of the water
the unstoppable slaughter
waiting for the inevitable rotation
to begin
the dizzying spin

Slowly at first growing faster and faster
a miniature cyclonic water disaster

The dime store boat of course on its side
circling faster in the relentless tide

Then the drain would give a horrible belch
much satisfied with itself.

As she grew the tub got smaller
with shallower water
less and less room
for pretend to bloom.

Years later, dime store sailboat long forgotten,
life having been mostly rotten
working with the most cynical of cynics
ER nurses bitter that it's more like a clinic
runny noses and coughs that folks thought were urgent
working hard to save those who were truly emergent

Hearing from them the phrase: "circling the drain"
memories suddenly flooding the brain
almost able to feel herself as that young girl
watching the sailboat beginning to swirl

Feeling the blood drain, face going pale
she sees vividly the boat with its bright red sail
yellow hull and blue plastic deck
fine hairs rising on the back of her neck

She realizes now the fatigue of age
is from fighting the pull with defiant rage

The closer you get, the faster you spin
and soon the dark whirlpool draws you in

With a knowledge that seems to be purely primal
she now understands the downward spiral

And she knows that she will not put up a fight
she'd rather go silently in the dark of the night

And the dime store boat comes to rest on its side
so it's all come full circle at the end of the ride.

©Danielle White

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That Magical Guitar

One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me 
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me 
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside

Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die

that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy

that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world 
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes

that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you

that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles

that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played 
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally

That magical guitar
and that magical melody

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"The Nausea-go-round."

Up, down, up, down
Oh what a ride,
Round and round, round and round,
I've got quite a feeling inside,
Ever constant revolutions,
My stomach just gave me a hunch.
Up, down, around, RETCH!!!
Oh dear, I've just lost my lunch.

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The Godfather

I’m a man, just simply a man;
once a child with no other distinction.
I am neither your first son, nor last.

I cannot alter what God has planned, 
nor stop sun to shine, 
nor stop the rain he’s cast.

So, I seek a solution to the paradigm
of angst and joy of life,
of the person I should be now.

Though life’s full of mystery and of misery,
you were there to give me hope and dignity,
no wonder I always love to be with you.

But, when God decided...
we couldn’t say, “No!” 
You left me with his everlasting glory.

As time passes, I realize the greatness of 
love and joy on the day of my friend’s son,
I became like you, a loving godfather.

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To capture the attention everyone else gets but you
You do whatever you can to get it
Even if its bad
You continue to do it
To get the attention you never had
And the attention you will never get
You want the perfect body and soul that everyone else has
You want to feel important... special
So you seek for a better
Much higher thing
What you need
You dont quite know
But you decide that
You will do whatever it takes to make you happy
And sometimes
That means..
Sometimes it means
Shooting someone
Because the hole inside your heart needs filled
And thats the only thing you ever had
The only thing you see
The only thing that someone gave to you
The thing that got everyone talking about you
The thing that got everyone to even look at you
So if you decide to kill someone
You kill yourself afterwards
Because you felt lonely again
You felt that no one was watching you
That no one even cared 
Then you think about all the things that 
Bugged you
And you pull the trigger
Then theres no more you
Next time someone sees you
You will be on the news
Where now you are special
And important

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he is leaving home

                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~

           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "


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There's a Cookie Monster 
Somewhere in my house
Cookies are disappearing
Too quick to be a mouse
Yesterday the jar was full
Is there something wrong
Tonight the jar's half empty
Where have cookies gone
I search from room to room
With a flashlight in my hand
I'm down to one last room
Where sleeps my little man
So I quietly open his door
Like a spy I sneak inside
In bed sleeps Cookie Monster
He's not even trying to hide
Crumbs still on his cheeks
And icing still on his lips
A huge smile across his face
He's dreaming chocolate chips

*Missed the contest but still did a monster poem

Date: 10-14-14

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I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

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Bye, Bye Soccer!

Soccer is done and gone away,
The little children look forward
to the games everyday,
Bye, Bye, Soccer,
Bye, Bye Foreigners,
Bye, Bye to the noise makers
that try to scare 'em,

The joy and explosive enthusiasm
have subsided,
What will the children do to create
Will they run in the street chasing
a ball?
Or will they go shopping in the mall?

If there is no mall,
What will they do?
Kick about an ole shoe?

Soccer is done and gone away,
The children pray for the celebrities
to come back everyday,

Now that soccer is long gone,
They will make up games to play,
Bye, bye soccer,
Hope you come again another day........

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A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare

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The Monster Mash

<                              dancing to the hit song monster mash
                                frankenstein and werewolf got real smashed
                                took the witches culdeen
                                and boiled up mummys spleen
                                Quasimodo joined in on the bash

                                witches brew of brains spleens gizzards hearts
                                illuminates party from it's start
                                Dracula and zombies
                                lurking for free bodies
                                poor old frankie's wife just fell apart 

                               the bewitching dance came to its end
                               when bats flew in frenzy around den 
                               on this all hallows eve
                               trickery was up sleeve
                               sent my 3 black cats in to defend

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My Jasmine

Written for my beautiful Grandaughter,  at the time she was born   Peter

My Jasmine

Oh Jasmine you were born to be an angel
And one day with your love you’ll change the world
My child, you are your grand dad’s special treasure
My Jasmine you’re my wide eyed baby girl.

My Jasmine, they’ll not find another flower
Who could fill my heart with joy, the way you do
My child, you are a rare and precious blossom
No words could ever spell my love for you

I thank the blessed power, that she did send us
This essence that be you my lovely child
The love for you that dwells within my heartstrings
Is like a tender rose that’s growing wild

Oh Jasmine, you have made this old heart happy
Which surely be the story of your life
For where thee be, then happiness will follow
Your tenderness will rid the world of strife

3 August 1999

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The War Confessions

There’s a fury on the waves
A madness taking place
Fueled by the blood
Of weary wage slaves

And they taught us how to hate
In a hi tech kind of way 
Made us meat puppets 
For the wars they wage

In a playground, running round
In a playground, being clowns
Weren’t we once kids
Just kicking a ball?
Laughing ‘bout everything
Nothing at all

In a playground, ‘neath the sun
In a playground, having fun
Weren’t we once kids
Thought war is a game?
Fall over dead
And jump up again

(Hey, hey, what do you want to say?}

Don’t want to lose my legs
In defense of larceny
The banksters stealing billions 
From the national Treasury

Don’t want to take a bullet 
Left coughing up blood
For your right to a lap dance
At some faraway club

Don’t want to suck my meals
Through a thin feeding tube
On behalf of profiteers 
Dealing addicts their crude

Don’t want to wheeze harshly
Hooked to a machine
In the service of ingrates 
And all that’s obscene

Don’t want to suffer flashbacks
Those nightmarish screams
While billionaires lullaby 
To private jet dreams

Nobody’s tool, nobody’s fool.

In a world so long ago
In a world we used to know
Weren’t we once kids?
Who sang funny songs
No thoughts of torture 
Phosphorous bombs

In a world so long ago
In a world we used to know
Weren’t we once kids?
Who rode on our bikes
Vampires scared us
Not nuclear strikes

(Hey, hey, what do you want to say?)

There’s a fury on the waves
A madness taking place
Fueled by the blood
Of weary wage slaves

There’s a world of growing horror
Where a playground stood before
And it ‘s time to stop
This lunatic war

There’s a world of growing horror
Where a playground stood before
And it’s time to stop 
This murderous war

There’s a world of growing horror
Where a playground stood before
And It’s time to  stop
This sickening war

There’s a world of growing horror
Where a playground stood before
And it’s time to stop 
This bloody awful war

Let’s bring back our playground 
Stop this war
Let’s restore our playground 
Stop this war…

Yes, it’s time 
(yes it’s time)


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I woke up one day
Unnoticed, unseen
The sparrows were chirping
Did not mind me between

I poked them gently
The sparrows got scared
Seeing them fly
I went mad

I ran out into the streets
Naked and free
Hurled pebbles on passersby
Watched them flee with glee

I felt like a king
In this blind men’s paradise
Shocking poor fellows at will
Making fun of their cries

I was shaken hard
By someone I could not see
I rubbed my eyes
Could see only darkness around me

It was my mother
She put me on her lap
Tears filled my eyes
As I went into recap

I wished my dreams were true
I could see the world go blind
Why O Lord, 
You robbed away my sight
What was my fault, 
You made me Blind

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To My Foster Parents With Love

I came into your lives a lost and lonely child,
Full of anger and resentment,
Overwhelmed with fear and confusion.
Yet you took me into your home, your lives, and your hearts.
From the very beginning you tried to make me feel welcome and wanted.
Though I fought you each step of the way you never gave up on me.
Instead you patiently and lovingly took me under your wings,
protecting, guiding and shaping me.
Showing me love and understanding.
Giving freely and openly the praise and affection I so desperately needed.
All the while expecting nothing in return.

As days turned into years you were still there
Making me feel safe and secure,
treating me with respect and fairness,
pushing me to be the best I could be.
And still, there I was fighting you.
Oh, the pain and heartaches you endured at my hands.
Yet there you stood, firm and unwavering.
Never walking away, never giving up.
Always loving me no matter what the cost.

All these years later as I look at my own children
I realize just what you saw and still see when you look at me.
Your Daughter!

I love you.

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Coming From Where I'm From

Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to survive 
War is in session 
Right before our eyes

Each day we battle lessons
Just to be in the running for blessings
Coming from where I’m from
We move rapidly on missions

The dead is alive with every walk of the lifeless 
Limited income withholds wealth
The living is near death
Spirits are stripped of guilt

Coming from where I’m from
Deprived wealth
Creates bad health 
In occurrence to this 
Good feelings are killed

The worst gets exposed 
As times get worse
Financial situations become a disaster
No man on earth can rehearse
The world is broken
Hunger brings harm
Coming from where I’m from
Dictatorship is not fond

The environment brings the need to shoot
These activities loosens the roots
We’re grounded by values as thin as a pin
We lose ourselves at falling rates like bowling pens

No free passes
Prisons filled in masses
Separated by classes
Coming from where I’m from.

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By: IzaDonna

You were such a young boy
With a tragic past
I know it still haunts you
Feeling like the pain will always last
Just remember, Just remember
I'm here for you
Keep your strength up
And always stay true

So make me a promise
A promise that you'll keep
Better your life
Before your into deep
I'll stick with you
Even when I'm gone
Watching from heaven
As you carry on
That's my promise

I know its a struggle
Fighting the demons of your past
Don't worry brother
I'll pick u up when ur falling fast
And always in my eyes
No matter what you do
I'll always have you back
No matter the decision you choose


So when you feel
Like you wanna give in
Keep your head up
Remember where u've been
Find your inner strength
And moving toward
What you wanna achieve
Always push forward

Chorus X2

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Graduation Song

12 long years over so fast 
Time long gone we can't go back 
School is done,  we're on our way 
The rest of our lives start today 

Doors are opening its our time now 
To choose our futures, to make the world bow 
We are the world, we are the future 
It's our time to shine, no one can stop us now 

Corous.     We're graduates (graduates)
                   our lives just beginning 
                    The future is now 
                    And it's ours for the taking 
                    We're graduates (graduates) 
                  The keys in our hand
                   Unlock any door 
                   On our own feet we stand 

Our paths undecided we work as a team 
Dodge any obstacle dream any dream
We fought the battle,  won the war
Now on stage together sounds our victory roar 

Friends and enemies gathered together 
To head towards new beginnings, the star of forever
We're brave, we're strong  were proud and true 
We can do anything we set our minds to 


             We're graduates (graduates) memories we hold dear
Of the guidance of teachers the reason we're here
We're graduates (graduates) taking each stride as one
As we head toward a future that has only begun

We're graduates (graduates) 
The key in our hand
We're graduates  (graduates) 
United we stand

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A Confession to Tell

I have a confession to tell
and I don't know where to start.
It is something I have hidden
for many years.
Something I wouldn't let myself have.
I've had many fears about this.
Fear you would reject me.
Fear of disappointing you,
of hurting you in some way.
I denied this for so long,
it became the norm.
I tortured my soul over it,
for so many years.
I want you both to know
how much I love you
and I would never do anything
to intentionally hurt you.
You both gave me so much
even when we didn't have much.
You both did a great job raising me
and I think I turned out okay.
You taught me good life lessons,
a hard work ethic, honesty, and loyalty.
Up until now, I have led my life
the way I did for fear
you would disapprove of me and
that would be too much for me to bear.
I then realized, I wasn't truly happy.
I wasn't being me.
During this time, I met someone,
who made me very happy.
They saw the real me hiding inside
and loved me for it.
I now know true happiness.
I have debated and contemplated
in my mind of how to tell you both.
It is something I could
never imagine doing before.
I didn't know how to tell you
no matter how much I wanted to.
I want you to know
that you did nothing wrong.
I love you both very much.
Please don't think any less of me
because of this, but...
Mom, Dad, I'm gay.

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Way Up High

Way up high
In the sky
That’s where we will be-will be
Soring there
In the air
Up above the clouds
You and I

Way up high
Where the birds fly
You are safe- safe with me
Soring there
Through the air
Sleep little one
Sweet dreams to thee

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Elysium Dream of Love

I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your bottom lip
As a pinch to yourself
To see if it was real
The dream of love we felt
And now that you are gone
I only wish to die
Your image fades from my mind
Sometimes I see it clear,
The sun is skillfully stroking it set in the sky
As my feet float down the road across the tuscan country side
I ever so gently sense the wildy grown wheat
Tickling these troubled lines engraved in the palm of my hand
I playfully pick one out of the land and pluck the grains
I look up and in the distance is where she waits
But there she remains peacefully strolling through the calming field
In a white cotton dress that tails off in the wind and
wearing a small confident smile that makes my yearning heart yield
Whispering in my ear that soon I will make it home
But my Life's journey must continue down this God paved road
I awake with the longing of her, But with so much to do
I need God's strength for one more day to get through

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Come As You Are

At one point in my life i was an artist
I used to paint and draw
Covering a piece of paper
In beautiful colors
And my art told a story
The sort of story you couldn't talk about
I used to go to school every day
Showing up late 
Wasn't something I'd do
But i dropped out
Leaving my education behind
I played the bass guitar
In a band called 
The Nocturnal
My fingers ran against that bass
Pure magic
The sound of the gods
Setting out to destroy the world
Pure Punk straight from Seattle
At one point i was clean
Sober and pure like a new born baby
Falling further into 
What you now call 
Screwing up my veins
with every shot of herion
Killing my brain cells
With every joint i smoked
Clogging up my nose 
With every pill you could have known
I used to write lyrics
About my life
My childhood
I used to write journals
The ones you read in the book 
that was published of me
I got up on that stage every night
As i was
Nothing fake
Nothing glamourous
Only a few scars
One shot of heroin
Come as you are
The words only speak for 

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Mushroom Hunting With Dad

When springtime comes, I'm always glad
To go mushroom hunting with my dad
Walking in the woods on a cool, spring day
Taking in the beauty of God's display

It's just like a treasure hunt to me
Searching for those gems amongst the leaves
What a thrill, when one I think I spy
But it's just a leaf, so I pass on by

Then at last, I spot a beauty
And by it's side, three little cuties
A pinch to the stems, then placed in my sack
I hope to fill it till there's no more slack

On through the woods we trek, Dad and me
Then stop in our tracks in disbelief
Under an apple tree stands a whole bunch
Enough for more than one supper and lunch

On some such hunts, we may find a lot
Other times, not one mushroom we'll spot 
No matter, we still enjoy the hike
Doing something together we like

These times with my Dad I'll always treasure
Nice memories I'll always remember
Just thinking of it makes me glad
Going mushroom hunting with my dad.

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Dancing in the rain, drops on my face;
Not in a rush, I love this place.
Need an umbrella? I say not today
The kid inside, just wants to play

Jump in the puddles, really big splash
Childhood wonder, all day bash
Laugh out loud, as it's pouring down
I'm young again, on a merry-go-round

Soaking wet clothes, I'm such a mess
I really don't care, I must confess
Skipped work this morning, to be right here
As soon as I heard, skies wouldn't be clear

We grow up too fast, and we lose our awe
For the miracles in nature, Heaven's spa
I let my son skip school, he's making "A's"
To celebrate youth, make memorable days

So I'll pass on the umbrella, see my boy smile
Won't worry about work, or focus on style
Yeah.. just for today, I'll be a kid again
My son will never forget, what a day it's been!

Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Contest Name: Poem with a theme of "Umbrella"


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Last Night In Bed

In bed, I confessed the most 
agonizing pain ever hidden 
I kept it for so many years

whirling through my head
and guised as laughter 
for all to see, but I couldn’t beam 
with pride at having not 

outperformed my weakness
You were not asleep 
and I found a chance to spill it out 
from my chest to yours 

that I could put it to rest
Soon, silence fell against our will, 
but I did understand a thing
The pain has been released, 

shared for the very first time
Ah, I never remembered how 
tearful I was last night 
and who cares? I don't, ‘cause... 

you were accenting, 
warm and a good listener 
rightly suits a troubled son

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Remembering Brian

Heroes come in all ages and size They are of a common thread A heart of gold rules their essence Showing love beyond expectation For others, they will run the extra mile No matter the need or cause My hero's name was, Brian No superman or batman was he Just a big brother who championed life With much wisdom for a boy of fourteen Some claimed that Brian was an “old soul” With talents beyond his years From repairing broken wings and things To his genuine commitment to caring For siblings and friends alike He rescued many friends from trouble When adults could not be found Amazing bravery and humility Would shine through many times His math skills were quite impressive We marveled at the tree house he built Where we enjoyed his storytelling and jokes The perfect child, Brian never got a scolding One day I escaped an uncle’s wrath Carried to safety upon his shoulders Walking for miles to a neighbor’s home I admit, at six I was not always sweet After he had made sure I would be fine He returned home to await our parents Assuming they'd be home by then Sadly mistaken, Brian took the punishment for me That unforgetable year, God called Brian home ~*~

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TO PAPA -Through the eyes of his little girl

Through the eyes of this little girl, to her Papa, no one could compare
Always dashing in grey and navy suits with a white shrt and burgundy tie
How she'd stare in awe, wide-eyed; her little face turn upward in gaze
With a deep, stern voice he corrected, yet, with soft eyes, and warm hugs he consoled
The world demands so much from a man and sometimes he was not perfect
His bane was his good looks and a kind and honest heart
During his younger years he struggled, yet his love for his family stayed true
He was proud man in many ways and kept his promise to God and his wife
Througout the years of struggle, he never left his queen in thirty-five years

"Papa", one of God's creations by special design-fire and ice-compassionate and kind, 
Those who dared to cross him learned a lesson everytime
Through extraordinary battles, some won and others lost 
Each challenge imposed, he rose and met-a remarkable feat!

Then came one day, with his final battle raging, in some world beyond our eyes
His body racked and worn with pain, Papa was sent home to say good bye
My "Papa" stood tall one last time- and chose life with his Creator!

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Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.

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Summertime Re-Lyric

Summertime…and the livin’ is easy,                                                
Flowers growin’ and the sun’s sittin’ high.                                    
Your Daddy’s rich and your Momma’s so good lookin’;               
So hush, pretty baby…you got no reason to cry. 

One of these days, you’re gonna rise up smilin’.
Take a look around and think you’ve got it all.
You’ve got your Momma’s looks, all your Daddy’s money,
And all the boys in town are at your beck and call.

Summertime…and the livin’ is so easy,
Laughin’, singin’, havin’ so much fun.
No time to stop and think about your future
And what life will bring when your Summer’s  done.

‘Cause Summertime, it don’t last forever.
Breezes cool and the leaves begin to fall;
And in your quiet moments, you sit and wonder
How you've come so far, but have no love at all.

Yes, Summertime…and the livin’ was so easy; 
Ain’t it sad how fast the good times fly; 
And now your Momma’s looks and all your Daddy’s money
Another sweet, warm Summer’s day they cannot buy. 

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When love turns cold

When Love Turns Cold.

Another one bites the dust,
   As the game of love’s played out,
And It seems that she don’t love him anymore.
And tears run down young faces,
And young minds fill with doubts,
       As a father turns and walks on through that door.

So little minds confused 
And little hearts all bruised,
They peer into the awful damage done.
As old children play old games,
And both each other blame,
   They later find that nothing’s ever won.

But love’s grown cold it’s over now,
He’s gone, it’s done, someone has failed,
And the children they must ride it all somehow.

The house feels empty now,
All grey and cold somehow,
And little hearts they fill with too much sorrow.
And a young man walks the street,
All tired and feeling beat,
   His sadness reaching out to all tomorrows.


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I Sing For You

Dear baby, Daddy's boat is on its way. There blinks and whirls inside the starry sky a lighthouse sending us a gleaming ray. For you, my precious, is this lullaby. Your daddy rides tonight upon the sea. He's following the gulls that homeward fly, but soon you'll sit upon your Daddy's knee. I sing for you this seaside lullaby. The beacon's beam we see is light that guides, so close your eyes, sweet baby; sleep is nigh. As soothing as the rhythmic ocean's tides for you, my precious, is this lullaby. Dear baby, close your eyes and do not cry. I sing for you the seaside lullaby. For the Poetry Contest of Tracie ~*~Indigo Dreamweaver: "Lullabies"

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Goodbye My Brother

I've seen more than my share of death 
I’ve cheated death also
I thought I'd seen it all 
But I was wrong 

I learned from one of the best 
To control and hide my emotions 
That's one of the things I'm good at
But not tonight 

The first person I laid eyes on that night
When I went though those doors was Josh 
It broke my heart even more 
I knew right then it wasn't a dream 
Oh how I wish it was 

I latched hold of him
Not wanting to let him go 
Afraid I'd lose him too 
Even though we're not blood 
Your still my little brother 

How do I say goodbye
I can't I won't 
So I'm saying see you later for now
I will see you again one day

Even if I don't make it into the gates of Heaven 
I will see you when I stand in judgment 
You'll always hold a special place in my heart 
Love you always

Dedicated to the sudden loss of a close Family friend 
Jeremy Maggard  11/19/82 ~ 11/06/09

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Tenderheart Bear

His teacher gave an assignment
On his first day of school,
She told the kids to write a book
On things they thought were cool.
She said they could draw pictures
Like in all the books they read,
But she said to be creative
And this is what his said:

"My baby rabbit is one thing that I love,
and my house, that I drew this picture of.
I love my family and a sunny summer day
and red would be the only color if I had my way."
 "I love my teacher, she said I could go far
and I like Skeletor and my cool racecar,
but my best things, just in case you care,
are great big shiny red balloons and Tenderheart Bear."

Fifteen years down the road, 
When he was all grown up
I was cleaning out my closet
And putting things in the truck
I came across a cardboard box 
I opened it to take a look
And there it was with my letters and cards... 
Joeys book.

Carefully I opened it 
And began to take a look
At all the things he'd wrote 
And colored in his special book.
Though he'd been only five years old 
He'd had the sense to know
I'd need something to take me back 
To those precious years with my Joe.

Now my Joey's grown and gone 
With his own family.
He's stationed in the Army 
Far across the sea.
I wish for him all happiness 
And love because it's rare,
But I'll always keep for him 
His book and Tenderheart Bear.

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Christmas Blues

Christmas was never about God for me,
it was memories of warm laughter, rosy cheeked joys   	
for if God was the point, whose God would it be?

Xmas was about giving to your protégées.	
Long, long, lost wishes of long broken boy toys,
Christmas was never about God for me.

Winter’s height held the beauty of childhood set free
of hunting and wrapping and folks overjoyed	
for if it was God, we had three, whose God would it be?

This December wonder now past, gone you see,
gone with the cold, I’d not wish despair on July, this killjoy
for Christmas was never about God for me.

Once a year Xmas marks a sad crying spree
with nobody wanting to be home and little joy employed
for if God were the point, my son would be with me?

Perhaps, with grandchildren there be a jubilee
and this hollowed out husk of me will be destroyed
And Christmas will be about God for me
for it could be so, whose god will it be?

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Im Sorry

I hope you remember all of the bad things you have done so far
I hope you still have the chance to fix them 
Im sorry it took me forever to write this letter to you
Ive been meaning to save you from what your about to become
For some reason i cant get a grip on it
I dont know what i want to say
I dont know how to help you
Im about to tell you about some of the things you are about to do
Right now your 16
Right now you are sitting on your bed listening to music
Reading a book on your favorite band
Smoking that cigarette
That will soon get you into all the other things that causes more problems for you
Try to avoid the guy you are about to let into your life
Remember that your not allowed to talk to strangers
Remember your mom told you that when you were 7
Its about time you listen to her
You will meet a girl
And you will end up hurting her
Dont take her to that club 
Where your band is about to play
Your not good at singing
And your bass playing still needs some work
Dont embarass yourself
It lowers your self esteem
And you will try to committ suicide
Multiple times
But dont worry 
It doesnt work
So stop trying to 
Kill yourself
Remember the night when you ran away
And went to go live with your aunt
Shes about to kick you out
Look under your bed
You will find 500 dollars
You put it there when you were young
You forgot 
Thats why im writing you
Remember it
Take it and use it wisely
Dont use it on the drugs 
Dont use it on the beer
Use it towards a better future
So then i dont have to write this letter again.


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Blue Rose

The Blue Rose
secretly grows
upon a Hill of Heathers
seldom do know

Songs speak of its
but few have lived to see
its rich blood blue petals
smells of sweet ginger and honey

The legend has it
the blue rose can cure
a thousand different ailments
although, I am not

My Grandmother told me
if you eat three petals
before you sleep
the disease which
infects, out of you
it will seep

Not many have heard
the powers of the 
blue rose
for it secretly grows
where seldom
do know

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For My Daughter

Now, I don’t really care, she is my grown-up girl
Once I was the oyster to protect my baby pearl

That was the time, to her a lullaby I would sing
She would gently fall asleep, beneath my caring wings

And now is the time, my girl is busy, full of aggression
Wrinkles on my eyes desperately seek her attention

Then a day arrived when she said, 
‘Mum it’s your birthday, let’s celebrate’

At home I awaited her, for a mother-daughter meet
I cooked chicken for her that day, my darling loves it!

But she dint turn up as promised, my heart sank
I consoled myself, she must be playing pranks

She came home late night, no wishes, no celebration
Just a ‘Good Night’, she had forgotten the occasion

Hush lil heart! She is grown up after all, those emotions won’t stay
Hope she is in safe hands, from the core of my heart I pray!

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Albert The Alligator, Florida University Mascot Story

A green sweaty swampy land
Maybe no place for a man
But it is a home to many creatures
Such as our friend's the alligators

Now not so long ago,
In their steamy mysterious habitat
There was a fog so dim it almost made it black
and it had large limb's that hung low on the trees 
And each slim blade of grass went an inch above your knees

All gators that lived here
seemed to be very ornary and mean 
And it was considered ordinary
To attack their peers With bone crushing teeth

One could ask,
Why are they so mad?
But it's not their fault
It's just the way they were taught how to act
Ever since their speckled eggs hatched
And learned how to make their jaws snap
However, not all gators were like this
There was one who was filled with happiness
He wore a blue hat and a bright orange shirt
Everyone reluctantly called him Albert

Because Albert happened to be completely different
All the other gators kept him at an arm's distance
They called him names and spat in his face
But his joy just never seemed to fade

See Albert had a huge dream
His dream was to be with the humans
As they yelled and screamed
For the local school's winning football team

Out of nothing but sheer excitement,
Albert shared this with the others
But they all laughed even his brothers

So Albert decided right then
to not care about what anyone said
And to pursue his only dream
No matter how long or tough it may be

The next day Albert left that dreary swamp
On mission to prove the nay-sayers wrong
And when he left that dim fog grew so dark
You could not see or hear a big dog's bark

So he made his way to the nearby school
Where he saw not no one, not a single soul
Every building was empty
From the top to bottom floor
The all of a sudden, Albert heard a thundering roar
"Romp!, Stomp!, Chomp!, Welcome to the Swamp!"

He rushed to the football stadium
Where he was met with open arms
He finally felt accepted, safe from abuse and harm
So with his new friends, he rose up in exultation
His life was anew, he was the love of Swamp Nation

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I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside

Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)

Details | I do not know? | |


poems of love 
poems of hate 
closing doors
 and clicking gates 

Gates of white 
Gates of blue
 all beg for something new
something new
  something old
 something saying lets be bold 

i  know you
 and i know something you 
would like to do 

 so take my hand 
and lets leave behind the seas
 and the sand
 fly to a new beginning 
leave all these people we watch 

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heart shaped box

Sitting cross legged on the floor
He pulls out the heart shaped box from underneath his bed
Opening the top and laying it on the floor
He looks inside the heart shaped box
Finding old pictures
Broken memories
And regrets of his own
He looks through the pictures
Gasping when he finds what he's been looking for
An old picture of him as a child
Glaring at the picture 
He sees an old man in the background
Bringing back horrible memories
Of the old man beating him
The old man wasn't old
But acted old
he quickly shuts the box and puts it underneath his bed
His mother walks up the stairs
"ready ?" she asks
He gets up on his two feet and walks downstairs with her
They gather there things
And walk out to the vehicle
She slams the door and starts the car
The boy sits in the seat and watches the view
As there driving by
The reached the destination
They both get out of the car
she holds a tissue in her right hand
The young boy walks up the stairs 
He sees a whole bunch of people
Standing around a coffin
The old man's funeral
The boy walks up to the casket
Stares at the old man
The boy touches the old man's hand and smiles

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life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark

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The Ex-soldier

I happen upon a veteran, once,
An old man
With a four-sprang cane
And war tales
Stretched like China wall.
This event transpired in very recent past.
The man turned out to be pterodactyl
And flew away. 
I fell upon a boy, once,
A once child soldier,
A hero
From youth and life.
Oh, how time has changed.
Men are taught to bicker,
Children are trained to fight. 

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Path of Life

You always wished you could do things right maybe you still do you always wished you would never stray upon the path of life You always tried to do things perfect but the secret, there is none that you can never go wrong upon the path of life Each step you take every move you make builds you closer to the end But then again there is none, There is no end upon the path of life
Oct. 15, 2009

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Child Killer

Where'd you put the body
When the deed was done?
What'd you have to say
To lure him in?
What kinda lies didja have to tell
A tale syrupy-sweet?
Was there any guilt at all
As you held his little hand?
Did you even start to stall
Before spilling blood on the sand?

You know you took him down
Probably Better you than them
You swear it's a mercy 
As you pull the blade
But that story's getting thin
So there's blood on your hands
And now you're a man
Now what's your plan?
Child killer.....

You start out your new life
With some debt and a good wife
Trying to never think of him
Memories, you can hide
But dreams sneak outside
And play with your inner mind
By the time you quit school
Tired of being a tool
Ten years had slid aside
You can still hear his screams
In your tattered, ragged dreams
Echos that never died

You know you took him down
Probably Better you than them
You swear it's a mercy 
As you pull the blade
But that story's getting thin
So there's blood on your hands
And now you're a man
Now what's your plan?
Child killer.....

Why'd ya do it?.... Where'd ya lay him?.... Why'd you lie?

Who's the bad guy?.... Who's the victim?.... Who's this image in the mirror?

You know you took him down
Probably Better you than them
You swear it's a mercy 
As you pull the blade
But that story's getting thin
So there's blood on your hands
And now you're a man
Now what's your plan?
Child killer.....

The world doesn't leave us much choice
We have to kill our inner-child's voice
Or they will do it for us

I want to understand
Is it better by my hand
Than to have someone do it for me?

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Sleeping Voices

Nineteen years and my heart still breaks
Somehow you completed me in the most magical way.
As we continue to stroll down our soul mate's path
I know that we will continue never-ending laughter.
When I placed my hand in your hand and trusted you with my heart.
This was only the start.
To be accepted and loved unconditionally.
And time spent with you 
Somehow when I wasn't looking 
your love slipped quietly into my heart.
And I knew deep down we will never be apart.
The love that you shine down on me
is brighter than the sun.
Just pure happiness makes me feel like I've won.
Because your love is a gift Joan that could never be replaced.
I know that these feelings will never be erased.
The letter you wrote me all those years ago.
Is resting in my heart forever more.

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The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross

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Im coming home

theres a place where all my memories live
Will i get a chance to return 
to the place, that i belong
i cant let go, i keep holding on
I still remember  
when we used to run
maybe oneday i will come back to where i belong 

Im coming home 
you will see me running down that road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be, the person im becoming 
so im coming home 
im coming back home
This life it holds a million mysteries
I feel ill never learn
But as i get older
Theres some things i have learned
And thats to stay young before you get old

Im coming home
you will see me running down the road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be the person im becoming 
im coming back home 
so im coming home 

theres a place where all my memories live
Will i get a chance to return 
to the place, that i belong
i cant let go, i keep holding on
Im coming home
you will see me running down the road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be the person im becoming 
im coming back home 
so im coming home 

sandy jack


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I'm like a lion
Tryin to be  trained
to behave in a cage, but
I wasnt born to be tame
Full of stress and rage
 Im compressed and chained
Infected with depression
beCause I cant catch a break
Lifes taste is so tart
In pain from my scars
Stained by lame luck
Stuck behind apace car
I strive to write
But all I can type is the space bar
I'm Pervaded with doubt
About to freakout
Quick Someone bail me out
I would sniff my way out
but I got this cyst on my snout
From 6 years of this drought
Im sittin with this could of pout
Stickin to me like jam from a can
like melted candy in your hand
I'M a pantree full of Spam
 A Letter without the stamp
A debtor without a plan
Like chicken on a pan without any Pam,
Damn I'm starting to get pissed
 I got to devise a plan, before I break my fist,
Punching this brick wall, I got the spit but no ball
got the wits with no squall, like a toliet with no stall
 Slippin in a pit fall, Shiz just snow balls
I want to brawl, missed last call
My Stick shift just stalled,
This lawl has no intention at stopin at all
And I'm kicking myself in the balls
like old men walking up and down the halls
so i flop, just like a dust mop
Now i got knots in my food box
The size of king kongs rocks and
Every door has been locked
I try to soar but its all for not

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Hold On, Beautiful

I took a breath
And closed my eyes
Forever dreaming
Can you see me tonight?
Is it beautiful?
Tell me it's beautiful.

I took a chance
And closed my mind
I'm done dreaming
Did you make it there alright?
And is it beautiful?
Tell me it's beautiful.

I'm sitting here fighting back all the tears and emptiness
Holding onto memories and words I was afraid to speak
You touched my life
You were the bravest soul
Do you hear me cry?
I'm not letting go
Not yet, no not yet
Just hold on

Felt betrayed
Felt denied
Felt myself screaming "Why?!"
Felt your hand
Felt the tears
Felt the deepest of my fears
Felt the rain
Felt the night
You never meant to lose the fight
It'll be alright
Is it beautiful?
Tell me it's beautiful!

I'm sitting here fighting back all the tears and emptiness
Holding onto memories and words I was afraid to speak
You touched my life
You were the bravest soul
Do you hear me cry?
I'm not letting go
Not yet, no not yet
Just hold on

I'm sitting here fighting back all the tears and emptiness
Holding onto memories and words I was afraid to speak
You touched my life
You were the bravest soul
Do you hear me cry?
I'm not letting go
Not yet, no not yet
Just hold on

Is it beautiful?
Tell me it's beautiful
Is it beautiful... Where angels fly?

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Take Me Back

Take me back to my days with you
Are you listening to my prayers O’ Mother
I want to rush into your arms and play
To see you lift me like a feather

I sneak into your clothes like old
You scold me and fight like a child
I crib and cry, you take me in your lap
Sharing with me, little stories with claps

Where are you, My Dear Mother
I glance up at the starry sky
You cannot leave me behind O Mother
This place is hell, I want to fly

Why do those live, who dump their child
Yet call themselves Mothers
Why should you leave when I need you
You cant do this to me O’ Mother

Tomorrow when I will awake,
Will I not hear your gentle tone?
I think not for my heart will break,
With thoughts that are still so unknown.

Oh, tell me, Mother, tell me now!
Please give me answers that I seek
So tell me why and tell me how
Now who will listen when I speak?

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Looking through his old pictures
Him as a child
His dad was at an early age
He wishes for more then just an image
Closing his eyes
Trying to picture his dad
Where is his dad now?
Wishing to see beyond the face
A tear falls unto the picture
Running down unto his lap
He longs for more then 
just a word upon a letter
His dad has written him
Longing for his fathers existence
For the relationship he wished he had
He awaits for the next letter
He never receives
Falling upon his knees
Tears Crawling down his face
Wanting to know his father better

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You Better Brush Your Teeth

Hey Yo plaq is whack
Tell it to get back fast
Infact kick it out
With the arm and hammer
Then finish with floss
For the glits and glamour
Now you are the boss
Of your own teeth and gums
But Ill share my loss
So you'll never lose one

One day my tooth ached so bad I could weep
I recieved my first and last cavity
Oh how my mom and dad were mad at me
Because I didn't do what they asked of me
Now my sis and the whole class laughs at me
Cause all can I eat is easy mac n cheese
and no more sweets like sour patch kids for me
So Listen to your parents, jack and steve
Because you do not want to act like me
And end up with a toothless tragedy

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The Butterfly Effect

I'm sitting here staring at a white wall, i can still see my baby's face,
kissing me and saying i love you mom, and out of his mouth comes........
a swarm of butterflies and he fades away, they are black and orange with huge eyes on the wings, in these eyes i see a sillohette  of a little girl , sitting on the steps,
praying that dad doesn't get upset, having might have to face the consequence.

Behind her sets a house of pain, all the anger has ignited a raging flame, as the house burns there she still sits, counting the ashes that fall as all the wishes missed, as the fire crackles, she can still hear every word,as the heat gets stronger it just feels like another hit occurred. 

In her hand she has a stick, she draws a butterfly,she closes her eyes and boards it.
She flies away leaving her family behind, she has no pain as she hears her mom's cries,it's only fair to feel that way, after all if her mom loved her she wouldn't have stayed.

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Have you ever noticed how a paint brush dries out
After two minutes of just sitting there?
Kind of like how you have been drawing for 10 
years and all of a sudden you forget how to
You lost all your techniques
And you move on and find something better
like the lyrics you used to write in school
Thinking one day you'll sing them to the world
And when you finally get a band together
Someone got grounded and everything falls apart
like that time when you did drugs
Thinking it would solve your problems
But it just made them worse
Like a friend
Telling you how to live your life
And tell you what you should and should not do
Its like the first time you felt alive
Holding her hand and being close to her
Then she goes away
And you are forced start all over again
without her

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The Path (To The Privy)

The path was worn from traffic seen,
From accommodating those with need to tread.
Upon it's borders, lay thick padded leaves,
Spilling to the path, leaving it, as soft bread.

Bare feet used this path, unannounced,
As a turkey trots, never at a slow gait.
Little ones never allowed enough time,
And would yell to mother, hurry, I can't wait.

A house, It's start, and It's end a "privy",
The path, stretched forth, for each the same.
While not sure of It's destination,
It seemed to know each child by name.

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That Boy

            so young;so irate
dark,short,lean;fairly whim eyes.
mine,yours,his,ours;not cold
mild breeze;go to school
her voice was always fair:my mother
             meek,soft,flow less.

             I knew a girl,so fine
she a little taller;it did not matter
would pick her up from school;miss class
Muhau,all i recall,all i knew;pretty 
her eyes shiny:silver in kinds
              could see steam flashing
frail less.

A friend?oh,now a brother;beside me
             as i write you
Oh:that boy_that boy i long to see.

                 -The end-

Details | Cinquain | |


How true is the saying that youth is eternal and glorious only for some,
when hearts are free of worries, they know nothing of human pain;
fantasy suddenly begins and dusk that brings night delays to come...
and as wild and incredible it might seem, it always recalls home!
Youth must be lived, not wasted, but be reveled in happy refrain.

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Mom and Dad

Riding my first bike and learning to tie my shoes,
These memories mean nothing without the two of you.

I've learned a lot over the years,
Not that the lessons didn't sometimes come with tears.

Sweet dreams, I love you and good night, 
I remember saying this as you turned out the light.

Four kids and you two were always there,
To teach us and guide us with love and care.

We are your children and you have raised us right,
Taught us everything we know and all about life.

You taught us to work for what we need,
Even though your advice we didn't always heed.

I've seen the love and commitment that you two share,
It makes me proud and understand that what you have is rare.

You've stuck by each other even when times were rough,
But you've always showed me that love is enough.

Love is what gets you through the not so good days,
You've always been together and by each other's side you've stayed.

I am blessed and thankful for all that you are and all you are yet to be,
Cause without you two there wouldn't be me.

You have never failed to love me over the years and in the past,
I that God that I have you two as my mom and dad.

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Little Sister

Little sister's seen it all happen to you
She's been exposed and could not care less
Get in the car, open up, undress
Little sister, she's no fool
She's seen it all happen to you

Hold it in, tuck it in, behind teas and cakes
Does she really learn from your mistakes?
Will her innocent face take the blame?
She's done bad, bad things compared to you
Slicker, smarter, crazy little fool

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I got too much emotion, too much pain.
I try to stay strong to keep myself sane.
I put on a mask with a fake smile and lie,
I'm wearing a "stay strong" disguise.
Pent up aggression, pent up sorrow,
How do i make it and see tomorrow?
I have so many secrets and burdens,
they're under the surface and hidden.
I dont know what to do anymore,
I dont know what to believe.
i cant live this battle this war,
this self hatred.... these lies I've made for me.
Pent up aggression, pent up sorrow,
How do i make it and see tomorrow?
I have so many secrets and burdens,
they're under the surface and hidden.
My whole world just spins round and round.
I put it behind me, but it comes back and bites me.
I'm fallin down,yet my past just haunts me.
Memories are burned in my head,
I dont want to remember this,... again.
I got too much emotion, too much pain.
I try to stay strong to keep myself sane.
I put on a mask with a fake smile and lie,
I'm wearing a "stay strong" disguise.
I dont know what to do anymore,
I dont know what to believe.
i cant live this battle this war,
this self hatred.... these lies I've made for me.

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A Gray Christmas

The little boy sits by the christmas tree 
Full of light and color
Trying to figure out what all the colors are
He puts his little hands on the ornaments
Trying to see what they are
Feeling them
He steps back and falls over a present
He feels around the box trying to open it
Only seeing alittle 

Mean while on the phone..

his mom is talking to the doctor

"do you think he will be able to see by christmas?" she says
The doctor replies "theres no guarentees, he is 67 % blind, when we did the test with him, he described the color blue as a dark black, and a yellow as a light gray, your son only sees in black and white and im not sure if we can fix that. but we will do our best"

A breathe escapes from her lips as she turns and looks at her son
The doctor explains "his surgery is set for Dec. 7th. be here around 8 am and we will see what we can do, im trully sorry"
He hangs up.

Back in the living room

The boy stands up and walks over to his mom
"mom, have you seen the christmas lights?" he says

She replies "yes sweety i have."

He hugs her leg and says "are they black and white?"

She answers "no sweety" she points to a light bulb on the tree

"this one is blue" she smiles

He grabs the light bulb and repeats "this one is blue" and giggles

She lays him down in his bed as he quickly falls asleep

She sits down on the chair and thinks
"to me. because my son cannot see the beautiful lights and feel the joys of christmas, everything is gray for me. nothing will fill my empty heart"

There are no smiles, when everything is gray, when you cant see the colors of a bright day

Details | Rhyme | |

Snow Song

Snow Song

Tonight, just this once, I need everyone to agree with me
To see what I see, the reality they refuse to believe.
Tonight just once, I need to set the her inside me free,
A note on a stave, no longer chained to a melody.

Tonight just this once I need to spread open paper wings.
Crepe veils of iridescent UN discovered things.
Tonight I need to listen to the snowflakes and icicles sing.
To glissade down crystal branches around the moons silver ring.

Tonight for an instant, I am going to feed into the delusions 
Stretch wide and far past the restraints of being human.
Tonight, casting stars in all the cracks of perfect ruin.
 Silken circles of multifaceted and attractive confusion.

Tonight I’m embracing all the questions with unknown answers.
No longer resenting the figure eights of life’s pirouetting dancer.
Tonight I can relate to the hunger of this soulless obsidian cancer.
Watery lips, azure finger tips this beautiful cerulean disaster.

Tonight through new eyes, I travel forgotten trails
And release a single burning breath I never got to exhale.
For Tonight my soul’s voice finally spells her tale
A pearlescent cadenza of falling snow, innocent and pale.

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The Other Side of the Coin

The night seems sad,
its stars are empty-
all magic gone, no luck
to gain from breathing a wish-
your dreams masked by shadow.
But this chance is not needed,
nor magic or spells,
to fight against the tears-
one must conquer them alone.
Luck is temporary for he
who counts on it.
It drains the stars 
of light and warmth.
In sadness we tend to forget
That we ourselves
have the power
to conquer the pain we feel.
Do not rely on good fortune
for soon as it comes
it will disintegrate into a sea
of sorrow and regrets.
create your own magic
rather than pretend.
The stories and tales of childhood
may seem alluring
but do not let them
steal you away
from reality.

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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.

The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

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Times Were Tough

I come from down in the valley, there, my father's house shines hard and bright in the darkness on the edge of town, like my memories calling so cold and alone troubled times had come to my hometown times were tough, love was not enough to feed us and keep us warm the greedy thieves that came around brought death to my hometown my father once told me, with every wish there comes a curse now, I understand what he meant you choose the chance you take still, at the end of every hard day, people find some reason to believe My hometown lays waiting for rebirth maybe everything that dies someday comes back By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 5, 2012 for Sing a Song a Poem contest (Tracie~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver) Eighth Place *Bruce Springsteen lyrics I come from down in the valley - The River My father's house shines hard and bright - My Father's House In the darkness on the edge of town - In the Darkness on the Edge of Town Calling and calling so cold and alone - My Father's House Troubled times had come to my hometown - My Hometown Times were tough, love was not enough - When You're Alone The greedy thieves that came around brought death to my hometown - Death to My Hometown With every wish there comes a curse - With Every Wish You choose the chance you take - The Price You Pay Still at the end of every hard day, people find some reason to believe - Reason To Believe Maybe everything that dies someday comes back - Atlantic City

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bruise bruise bruise 
bruise bruise bruise 
cigarette burn 
bruise bruise bruise 
bruise bruise bruise
broken heart 
bruise bruise bruise 
distracted mind.

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Pledge Not The Allegiance

It's the third verse,
I got the urge to purge
All the curt words I've splurged,
I've submerged in sin,
I'll go to church repent,
Then go curse again,
Lets reverse this trend
We nurse tolerance,
When it might offend,
If I white wash my fence,
So try to not get tense,
When I do not defend, 
Those who chose to be dense
And not use their two cents,
To show kids the reverence,
For the pledge of allegiance.

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Arguing with one another
Texting back and forth
Owen drives in the blizzard
Kurt is at home

Kurt sends Owen another message
"why did you tell them about me doing drugs?"
"that wasnt your place, i dont care if there your parents too"
"shouldnt i be the one to tell them?"

Owen tries to reply to the message Kurt has sent him
He loses control of the wheel
driving into a field 
Kurt recieves a message from Owen
"Im sorry I..."
The message was never finished
The car slamming into a tree
The tree branch breaks through the window
Thrashing into Owens stomach
As Owens head slams back and forth
The car is left smoking

Kurt knows something is wrong
but leaves things be

50 Minutes Later...."

Kurt and Owen's parent recieve a call from the police
"Is this the parent of Owen Everdeen?" the police ask
the mother answers "yes is something wrong? is it Owen, what did he do now?"
"Mam', Your son was in a accident, they are life flighting him to the hospital"
She drops the phone, and grabs her purse and yells at Kurt to come on.

She drives fast to get to the hospital to see her son
Owen was life flighted to the hospital
The police had to use the jaws of life to get him out of his car

They finally make it to the hospital
The Dr. asking "Are you the mother of Owen?"
She cries "yes, where is my son?"
Kurt stands upset at himself for fighting with Owen minutes before
Remembering Owens last text to him. "im sorry I.."

The Dr. explains to the mother 
"Owen didnt make it"
She sits in sadness
She cannot breathe

Kurt runs after the Dr.
"this cant be, he has to be ok" as he starts to cry.
Just the night before him and his brother
Were playing guitar hero together
Remembering the last moment
The arguing
The reqruet Kurt is now feeling

"Owen Ryan Everdeen: Jan. 1st, 1990- December 8th, 2011"
To a good brother and a great friend, im sorry about all those times i have let you down
Im sorry for yelling at you that night, and causing your crash, the guilt i feel wont leave
I am sorry that you went through that, and left this world that way, forgive me for what i 
have caused. I love you.

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No One

We met when we were tiny 
Our dads brought us together
We were different as night and day
You were shy 
I was bold and out going
Yet we were drawn to each other
We became more than best friends
We were like sisters
We grew up together
Each bringing out the best
 In one another
You were my voice of reason
You always kept me grounded
I brought you out of your shell
I was your shoulder to cry on
So why did you have to go
Don’t you know?
How much it hurt when you went
I tried so hard to keep you safe
From yourself that day
And you did it anyway
You took your life and left me 

~No One~

It broke my heart standing there 
As you left me 
A police officer holding on to me 
As I kept trying to run to you
I never cried 
But I made a lot of noise 
Screaming at him to let me go
I’m sure I even put a sailor to shame 
I still miss you my dear friend
My sister 
I wish you were here 
To be a 
Shoulder to cry on
I am afraid to ask anyone else 
Meaning I have 

~No One~

Every once in while 
I feel your presence 
I feel like you are whispering to me
Keep going keep moving on
You even seemed to guide me 
To the person 
Who would remind me of
 You the most
She is kind 
Understanding and caring 
Not shy like you 
Yet she is unique too
She makes me feel safe
Like you always did
There are so many ways she 
Reminds me of you
Yet she is different too
Making her 
Who she is 
Best of all with her 
I feel like I have 


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Waiting for the Ring-A-Ling

When I was a but little tiny girl,
my Mama bought me a fine ring to twirl.
One gold ring for my small finger
reminding me of man’s up coming zinger!

My Ring-A-Ling, My Ring- A- Ling, WAIT for ONE man, that’s the thing!
My Ring-A-Ling, My Ring- A- Ling, WAIT for ONE man, that’s the thing!

Then as a prim girl in Catholic school, 
I always remembered that “waiting” rule,
and every time that ring I would turn
a naughty boys kisses I would just spurn!

Once while hiding and they playing go seek
up a tree I went and the boys did PEEK!
I beaned them with apples and that ain’t all,
they cried for their Mama’s, what caterwaul!

Now, the moral of this song, well, hear's the thing,
don’t kiss those boys 'TILL YOU'RE WEARING A RING!
And,  if you can’t remember you can JUST SING!
I’m waitin' for ONE MAN to give me that thing!;)

My Ring-A-Ling, My Ring- A- Ling, WAIT for ONE man, that’s the thing!
My Ring-A-Ling, My Ring- A- Ling, WAIT for ONE man, that’s the thing!

* Special thanks to CHUCK BERRY!

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The Knowing

see. nothing. 
see. you dont care. 
see. everythings broken. 
see. my blood spilling everywhere. 
Hear. my heart break. 
Hear. The shot gun hit the floor. 
Hear. The silence in the air. 
Feel. The tear falling down my cheek. 
Feel. The knife in your back. 
Feel. My hand pull away from yours. 
Feel. How broken you are. 
Know. that i give up.

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No Body In My Way...

Do you remember that day,
when I found you in my way,
and I asked you to play,
you said no way,
I want to stay ,
because I really need to pray,
so,no body in my way is going to play
every body say that im fantastic,
cause I like gymnastic,
but no body is romantic,
so, no body in my way is going to play

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My rhymes are timeless while this time is lifeless
why is life this kind less, reminds me that this
mind is spineless ready to tip and quit, as
my lies become mindless and get swollen shut
and Stuck up inside my sinus
Drivin in my prime but with no optimus
Victim to the flip-side of the Midas
Running through my blood like a virus
The sun makes my skin mundane
rubbin on ben gay but get arthritis
touch spermicide and converts to hepatitis
I hit the plus sign but it just musters up a minus
I'm seen sucking my thumb like the peanut's Linus
I run and duck when I hear the sirens cause
I abducted the president's Nike air pumps
now air force one is trying to find us
I'm at my desk obsessin about success but
This whole time its been right behind us

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All About Her

I dont know much about her
but I heard she wasnt that talkative
She didnt like being alive
She was numb to all the pain she had to go through

I heard she didnt like anything that was green
She ate roman noodles everynight for supper
She always wore flannels and bellbottoms
Sometimes i seen her wear dresses and fancy tops
But lately shes been wearing band shirts

She wears converse shoes and uses an army bag for school
I know that she dosent like to communicate through talking... only through her peoms
or sometimes even her songs.

I see her drawing and painting all the time
She draws famous people
She would like to be famous and not so unknown
When she tries to speak to anyone they always walk away and leave her alone

When she gets home she goes upstairs to play her bass guitar
She hates chocolate cake but loves chocolate
Her family left her behind because she cant forget her past

Sometimes when shes alone she contemplates the meaning behind her life
Her favorite color is gray because her life is black and white
Everything she says is false according to the world

She is not so innocent
I understand that she dreams about the perfect life
When she opens her eyes they are pitch black

She is someone that is fake
She acts nothing like she should
She is very grungy and unclean

She knows of no safety
and of no time
Her life is smashed into pieces by the giant sun

She will always be a ghost
She knows of no god
She crawls around in the world of death
She remains forgotten

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Think What I Think

Somedays I wish I didnt
Think what I think,
These patterns of thought,
Have me in the sink,
Then bring me to the top,
To put me back in my seat

Somedays I wish I didnt
Believe what I believe,
So I could,
Give into my passion to please,
Dive into my sinful desires,
and have control of my destiny

Everyday, I come to realize at night
With my eyes wide,
That my flesh I dont have to Fight,
Because Christ runs my life,
And he takes the boulders off my shoulders,
I am the gun and he is the holder,
I am the clay and he is the molder,
And his grace is sweeter every moment I grow older

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The Paper Samurai

I wrote this to an illustration I created of this character. Origami the Paper 
Samurai, was intended to mimic 'Flat Stanley' and show solidarity among children 
and parents against bullying. Perhaps if everyone showed support against this 
bad behavior, by token of wearing this small Samurai, Would-be bullies might 
reconsider their numbers.  

I am everywhere you go
And there is one thing you should know
When you need me, I will be there
That's no lie
I'll fight for you and me
And all that we can be
I am more, than just a Paper Samurai

Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army

When trouble comes to us
And Bullies cause a fuss
They will see the Samurai within our eye
They may push us, they may shove us
But they will never rise above us
May the last words that they hear, is our "BONSAI"

When, we are doing good
Helping others, like we should
There's no reason in the world, we should cry
The paper we will fold, and the story, will be told
I'm Origami, Your Paper Samurai 

Origami, Origami
I am all for you and you are all my army
                                        by Jerry T Curtis
                                        August 6, 2014

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Sir Teddy

Inching from the cradled arms, 
Careful not to wake the boy, 
The knight begins his watch
His sword and shield deployed. 

The defender of dreams, 
 And protector of the mind.
He shall show no mercy
For nightmares he may find. 

The battlefield in darkness, 
He waits at the gates of Hell,
For any beast emerge, 
Will hear the ringing knell. 

But morning shows its face,
And the gates below are closed.
The boy arises safe
With his teddy bear to hold. 

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My Dad Another 24th

Days go past us, as do winds of season,
But never the days and years
That get stuck in some ear and age,
That engulf us like mirages in a desert.

One such mirage in my life is of my Dad,
Always before me, waiting for me;
Yet I never reach in time to be near;
So near to me, yet so far away.

Never did he forsake me, in life,
Never for moment, never for a day;
Always beside me in my hours of need —
A dear friend, a true companion, a great dad.

He suggested the best books to me,
But never pushed them into my hands;
A mere suggestion about the inputs —
The next thing I know, I have my hands full.

He sang tunes soothing, melodious,
But never forced me to listen to any songs;
A mere suggestion about the notes —
My passion for music was born!

His acquaintances, colleagues, all friends;
Value of friends in life is priceless;
A friend is a cool morning breeze,
Surround life with friends, my list’s endless.

Never fear life’s rollercoaster ride;
No problem is without a solution:
Life is too short to fret and fear;
And so, I tried, yet fear engulfed me.

He came back into my life in many forms,
Beating death; guided me with many a face:
As friends, notes of music, verses from books —
He never left me and my life, my Dad.

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you know its wrong 
but you do it to overpower the pain
not strong enough to stay away from it
you would die without it
in its presence your heart knows no shame
even if you try to win the fight
your heart will overrule your mind
Theres nothing you can do
its chained to you
you cant get free
look what this drug did to you

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What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.

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You have no troubles, and worries
people tend that to be a whoa (whoa)
You have no trouble, and worries
maybe you don't give a ha no Moe (moe)
people made me this way
cause i was naive...
so optimisstic (ba-by)
now im carefree (whoa)
jealousy lurking me
and people demeaning me
heard every name in the book
and now im carefree
))thats me((!

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In Another Light

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding it.

The boy opens the door and walks by his mom
his mom says "how was school"
He doesnt respond 
he walks silently to his room
His mom turns away in sadness
"its dinner time Kurt" she yells up the stairs.
He walks slowly down the steps
Hiding something in his hand as he puts it in his pocket
His mother is setting the table
Putting meat on his plate 
He sits down unto the seat
not touching his food
"is there something wrong with it?" his mom asks
He doesnt look at her
"talk to me. why have you been ignoring me" she repeats.
He gets up off the chair and walks outside
Walking into the woods as his mom runs out
"get back here where are you going"

Every living thing dies alone." he writes in white on a tree in there back yard
He throws the rope over the toughest branch
He steps up unto a little chair
Tying the rope around his neck
The chair falls

His mom worries in panic
She cant find him anywhere
She waits up all night

The Next Morning"

She walks out to the garden
Looking up at a tree
She sees the fallen chair from behind a tall bush
She runs
Picking up the chair
Seeing the thing she never thought would have happened
She falls to her knees
A tear falls from her cheek
Not understanding 
Reading the words on the tree
Every living thing dies alone"
She wonders

She untangles him from the tree and holds him
Talks gentle to him
Something she hasnt done in a while
Now grasping the meaning behind what he has done

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding the meaning behind it.

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Over and Beyond

I stand here, Dead in the dark, I try not to shed a tear, Why'd it have to be so far? I stand here, Thinking of the future, Thinking of fear, Does it have a cure? I stand here, Thinking of how to succeed, With obstacles at the end of each peer, Wanting to show I am not another bead, On another necklace, Am I dirt to be stepped on? I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I walk here, Through vines of life, It's getting near, Will I be intertwined? I walk here, Looking for a light, Waiting for the fog to clear, Will I shine bright? I walk here, Showing the truth, Ready to steer, Will my mood still be blue? I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I will run, Into his arms, Not shedding blood, Into his care. I will run, Off that cuddled peer, Showing my love, Showing no fear. I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. So don't try to stop me, I will only push pass, Through those trees, Through the cold, damp grass. I will succeed. I will succeed. I will succeed. I will succeed. Don't stop me.

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Planted Seed

In dredging memory for childhood moments,
Those lingering longest in abysmal slumber.
I've searched for seed in crevice and shadow,
Absent of sound, I found inordinate number.

Exposed were seedlings long ago planted,
Infertile and parched until this sounding.
But detrimental seed weren't sown deep,
Satan's recall is most keen and abounding.

Time eroded soil which encased dire seed,
Whether good or bad, neither, minuses yield.
Before my unharnessed mule was in the barn,
Satan's shovel was busy grubbing in my field.

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Zippedy Do Dah

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                                         Zippedy     Day  

                                       Open    Hearts    Souls

                                       Sing    Loud     Today

                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah  

                                           Zippedy          Day  

                                    Thank    You    Sweet     Lord

                                     Bountys    Come   My    Way

                                           Zippedy  Do  Dah   

                                           Zippedy        Day   

                                          Smell   Frangrence

                                   From    Flowers    Picked   Today

                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy      Day   

                                        Hugs      And      Kisses

                                To     Children    Comes   My   Way

                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy          Day   

                                           Join    With    Me

                                          Sunshine's    Hooray   

                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy         Day   

                                          Keep    This   Tune 

                                          Going     All       Day

                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy           Day   

                                  Not    Sure    Rythem    Rhyme

                                 Will   March    Same    Way ...   Hey  !

                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy          Day   

                                                 Been    Fun  

                                            Must   Be   On    Way

                                             Zippedy   Do  Dah   

                                             Zippedy         Day   

                                  Thanks  Dane  Ann  Smith  Johnson

                                 For  Contest   To   Join   And   ...   Play

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The World I Know Living In Black And White

the world i know isnt like the world you have been raised in all your life
 This world is darker. more in depth with the outer dimensions
 this world only has one person
 Everything else isnt living.. they are ghost
 this world is like a disturbed painting
 When everything in your perfect little world
 is forced upside down
 Things get bent or twisted
 In your world people are seen for whats on the outside
 In my world its bent the other way around
 You see their inner ugliness
 Becoming their outer beauty
 When you see someone giving money to a poor child for food in your world
 I see a man trying to kidnap a child, beat him, and force sex with him
 My world is a lot more serious then yours
 Your world Is a lot more pathetic then mine

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Just kept running,
From men so cunning,
Just kept leaving,
All those who were deceiving,
Just kept packing,
Then, lost it all for a price,
Realized I no longer had to be the sacrifice.

Seen so many faces,
Been in strange places,
Cried with the sinners,
Rejoiced with the saints,
Yet, I’m still in need of fresh paint,

You’re never finished and you never arrive,
Yet so much time is spent on feeding one's drive,
Even at the top emptiness will return,
It’s only by God’s grace we ever seem to learn.

Seen so many faces,
Been in strange places,
Cried with the sinners,
Rejoiced with the saints,
Yet, I’m still in need of fresh paint,

Only a true artist can recreate over the taints
One who is greater than the sinner and the saints.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 10-5-12
Piano song

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Tears of a Runaway

Tears of a Runaway

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.

I long for that happiness
That I once felt.
Instead, painful memories
Are coming back to hurt me.

Running away
Sounded like a good solution,
Even though I may trip and fall.
I'll just keep on running, 'til I can't run at all.

I trip and completely fall down,
But I don't get up this time.
I’m just lying on the ground, now,
Crying ‘til I can’t cry anymore…tears.

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.

I don’t know what to do now.
I’m just paralyzed on the ground;
Except that I’m also shaking
From all the crying that I’m doing.

Running away
Wish I could say
That I would stay.
But, God, just please help me?

The coldness is wrapping around me
Like it’s a frozen blanket.
Trapped in this cold, cold world
And in my mind, memories swirled.

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.
As I lie here,
I wonder
What it would be like
If my life was happier.

I can’t really say for sure
What would be going on.
But if my life was happier,
I wouldn’t be singing this song.

I once felt that warmth and comfort,
But now it’s gone.
And it’s been so long
That everything in my life now is wrong.

I’m blinded by these tears;
Still choking on my useless words;
My heart still racing like a horse;
My lungs still gasping for air.

These are the tears of a...runaway

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Homeless food

                                              In a cipher of poverty
                                        These rich words postpone hunger
                                   Feed a famine
                               While a sole dies
                           I examine its corpse lying there
                     While I am elevated with the glue that killed it
                History made my days ugly
            Touched my pen to wrestle anger
     This bread I inhale repairs my lungs as I get glued on with a smile that makes me meet my maker in person
  Legalize the glue so I can sniff the truth
    Legalize the glue so I can sniff the truth

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Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun

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Litany of Decay

This is for Litany of Decay

All hope tonight is just a void
Th cure was lost so long ago
But I still dream you will lie  next to me
Though you gave up on me so long ago

I miss the way the pain made me forget
I miss the way the pain made me Lose all misery

All hope tonight is just a void
Th cure was lost so long ago
But I still dream you will lie  next to me
Though you gave up on me so long ago

I miss the way the pain made me forget
I miss the way the pain made me Lose all misery

All hope tonight is just a void
Th cure was lost so long ago
But I still dream you will lie  next to me
Though you gave up on me so long ago

I miss the way the pain made me forget
I miss the way the pain made me Lose all misery

Your love was never meant for me
Nothing I was when you met me
Nothing I was when you left me
Nothing I am as I destroy myself

I must Live to face another day
To sing this damned litany of decay
My heart beckons for the grave
But there is no escape
So I sing this litany of decay
Don't mind me as I fade

Dance with me under the light of the moon
And sing to about my doom
Serenade me with an epitaph 
So I might feel what it's like to truly die

I see your face, it takes all the pain away
But you suddenly fade into the darkest of shade

Your love was never meant for me
Nothing I was when you met me
Nothing I was when you left me
Nothing I am as I destroy myself

I must Live to face another day
To sing this damned litany of decay
My heart beckons for the grave
But there is no escape
So I sing this litany of decay
Don't mind me as I fade

Living is suffering
Homicidal with you
Suicidal without you
I understand if you give up on me

The burden will fall
Today I might, today I may
Set you free, from me 

Your love was never meant for me
Nothing I was when you met me
Nothing I was when you left me
Nothing I am as I destroy myself

I must Live to face another day
To sing this damned litany of decay
My heart beckons for the grave
But there is no escape
So I sing this litany of decay
Don't mind me as I fade

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Lydia's DaddY

...eyes puffy                       
      caked up with cry

Daddy ain't comin' home
         she don't know why...
grown folk sadness
         ripping inside her

       All she's known about lovin's 
               in the coffin beside her

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More than weather, can be frightful or Unseasonal Christmas

Used to be the weather was frightful
People covered themselves from head to toe
Now, despite the fact it’s Christmas season
I see more sand, than I see snow
The temperatures keep on elevating
To the moon, they just seem to rise
Oh, where is the Christmas of yesterday
The rosy cheeks, windows fogged with ice

It’s just too warm now for Christmas
Too hot to shop, too hot to run around
Santa’s working at the pole in a speedo
That’s nothing, we wanna see come to town

Frosty, it seems we’re not gonna see him
Heat miser, now, has gotten his day
Can’t ole Jack Frost do something about this
And chase the warm weather away
No need to chop wood set for burning
The heated air replaces that in the hearth
I hope it gets cold and very soon, too
Because Christmas puts warmth in everyone’s heart

It’s just too warm now for Christmas
Too hot to shop, too hot to run around
Santa’s working at the pole in a speedo
That’s nothing, we wanna see come to town

Oh, when Christmas day finally gets here
Right now, I’ll tell ya, all I wanna see
Are people with scarves and gloves on their hands
And snow bringing life to all barren trees
I want the temps to chill me right to the bone
That’s when I’ll know it’s Christmas time
Who wants to look up and see a sleigh
With a fat man in a speedo, flying around

It’s just too warm now for Christmas
Too hot to shop, too hot to run around
Santa’s working at the pole in a speedo
That’s nothing, we wanna see come to town

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I'm Sleeping Outside

I've tried to tamper with such precious time
Looked forward and back with open eyes
I wonder about the day I'll die
Will there be rain or shine?
Maybe both, maybe none
As I speak another life has begun
Wish them luck as they carry on
Bewildered within these starry nights
I thought of time when I have lied
Oh such precious time
It flies
(im sleeping outside)
Signs and dreams lead me to believe
That somehow, some way
I'll be something great
Do I choose to be nieve?
They'll never know
Do I choose to be so weak?
It'll never show
(I'll be sleeping outside)
Love is such a clishey it seems
Something I could only see
Her eyes drew us in like summer heat 
Cupids arrows were made of clay
Oh yes I've longed for this day
I knew I wasnt lying anymore
(I always sleep outside
where the weather is nice
I can feel everything for what it's worth
dont give me signs or written lines
give me your solid words)

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The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........

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Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue

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Feburary 27th 2012 i lost the most important person in my life. Helen

I was at a goodwill, when i prayed to her that i would find a metallica shirt. I was then looking through the shirts and found two metallica shirts. I got them both. i started wondering if it was her, if she answered my prayer. A few days later i had a dream. She was standing in the window yelling down at me telling me she bought me something and it was on her bed in a bag. i told her how much i missed her and i went to go see what it was. i open the bag on the bed and see the two metallica shirts i had bought at that goodwill. i now know that she answered my prayer.

Another dream i had.

I had often wondered if she considered me a grandchild.. because im not realted to her by blood. I had a dream it was at her funeral. i seen her sitting in a chair next to me. my sister and some of her grandchildren were carrying her casket to the hurse. My sister fell and dropped the casket and several of her family members were yelling at her. Helen the women who these dreams are about sat and said she loved all her grandchildren even if there not blood related.

I believe Helen answers my questions in my dreams.

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Blow More Bubbles

When you’re feeling bored and blue, ‘cause there’s nothing fun to do,
Just dip in your bubble wand, and blow a bubble big and round.
There’s no fun that can compare, to blowing bubbles in the air.     

See how big your bubble grows, before it pops right on your nose.     
Blowing bubbles is so fun, inside or out in the sun.
Big kids, small kids, we don’t care.  Just blow bubbles in the air.  

Puff, puff, puff.  Chase some bubbles.   Puff...  Pop your troubles.
Puff...  Make some doubles.    Puff...  Blow more bubbles.

Of all the things that are so fun, blowing bubbles is number one!
Blowing bubbles can’t go wrong, so come on parents sing along.
All these bubbles, we should share, so let’s blow bubbles everywhere!

Puff, puff, puff.  Chase some bubbles.   Puff...  Pop your troubles.
Puff...  Make some doubles.    Puff...  Blow more bubbles.

Dip back in your bubble wand, and blow more bubbles all around.
You’ll be happy as can be, blowing bubbles just like me.
Everybody everywhere, keep blowing bubbles in the air.

Puff, puff, puff.  Chase some bubbles.   Puff...  Pop your troubles.
Puff...  Make some doubles.    Puff...  Blow more bubbles.

Sorry, ‘stoners’, you are wrong.  This is not about your bong.
Chasing bubbles and running free is healthier than THC!
Everybody everywhere, keep blowing bubbles in the air.

Puff, puff, puff.  Chase some bubbles.   Puff...  Pop your troubles.
Puff...  Make some doubles.    Puff...  Blow more bubbles.

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Like snow, there are other words for love,
That swirl and fall upon us.
One of them is daughter.
Another is father,
For when his beard is salt and pepper
And his voice the sound of cracking frost.

So what can I say that is newly fallen?
Not that I feel, but that I am, with you?
You are my teacher.
You show me where my care lies huddled,
Hiding from the cold.

Without doubt or trepidation,
I am never more certain of this Being we are Becoming,
Than when I remind you to tie your shoe,
Or wipe the chocolate from your face.
(Watch, keys and phone.)

My rag polishes your mirror and
Reflected in your shining face,
Are all the moments that are yet to come:
Birth, death and the swirl of illusion inbetween.

With all the certainty I will ever need that this world,
This world is a good world.
This life is a good life
Simply and precisely, because you are in it.

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Fairytale World Gone Wrong

She walks, she talks
Pretends everything is fine
So young, so sweet
Yet everyone she'll try to please
will turn their backs on her with ease

She wants to belong
She'll try to hold on
to her fairytale world gone wrong
She's losing her grip
Reality slips
her fairytale world gone wrong

She wants you to stay
She'll push you away
Still can't decide
Too much pain inside
She runs, she hides
as her world divides
Can't keep it together
Can't pretend forever

She wants to belong
She'll try to hold on
to her fairytale world gone wrong
She's losing her grip
Reality slips
her fairytale world gone wrong

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The girl that was

I see a little girl
Amidst brown sands,
With  joy and laughter
And tiny, dirty hands.

I envy that girl,
Innocent and pure.
Adorned in a pretty dress
And a smile so demure.

I wish, like her, i could
Run round red roses
And play ever so merrily,
With tiny water hoses.

I see, as she dreams,
And listen as she sighs,
As she watches fairy tales
With large hazel  eyes.

I see radiating beauty,
In that little girl i see
Where all is just right,
In a world i wish for me.

I long for her world, 
Without anguish and pain,
Without doubt or fears.
A world that is simple and plain.

I see a little girl,
A girl i long to be,
A girl i wish you would see,
A girl that long was me.

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Light my bridge

T. Hunt
Verse/intro: I remember you showed me that path,
When you paved the road for existence. 
 ~Showed me all the cracked doors, broken escapes, and then the darkness.
I can barely remember the look in your eyes my demise I realized “deaths” upon us.
~So show me the way to ignite this fight let destiny control us.~ Inferno on fire like human desire it burns we perspire and it forgets us. So where does this lead I can’t see I can’t breathe I can’t speak I can’t eat I can’t….think.
Chorus: ~This fire in our lives just burns and burns I’ve seen the light and now this hurts. And through the night the devil lurks so light my bridge like fireworks and catch me in the middle…..~”ALL alone”
Verse 2 I’m searching for the black door “that’s unknown remembering the times when they closed. |~Forget about the painted rose the times I let my heart get cold. This is real. ~Stuck in the middle of life helplessly buried alive. This bridge is breaking my pride so somebody turn on a light. ~The darkness is flowing inside it’s almost if I was..To dive. Running and running while blind is like walking right out of your life.

Chorus:~ This fire in our lives just burns and burns I’ve seen the light and now this hurts.
And through the night the devil lurks so light my bridge like fireworks and catch me in the middle…..~”ALL alone”
~Alone __{reapeat 4x’s}___________
The  lights turned on this bridge is long.

Side bar:P
Tempo at 4/4 time 
~=tempo change
All original
No copywrite nessasary.

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Once Were Kings


Pigskin sails past outstretched arms
Another inch perhaps?
Grins on faces kids from afar
Memories made memories lapse

Neither friends nor foe, yet strangely so
They seemed like us but strangely no
A tackle too hard, a tackle too late
We share in victory, we share in hate

We huddle like penguins with nearly a sound
Plays are drawn on hands or ground
Nods are given, all is clear
Our secret safe, our secret sound

The play unfolds, not quite as planned
Defense charge, our line outmanned
Quarterback scrambles, the outcome dim
No fear of defeat nor life and limb

A last chance prayer, Hail Mary by name
Don’t anyone say it’s only a game
Bragging rights pending, youth in their prime
It meant so much to us at the time 

Recollection muddied but joy it brings
We meet at ball fields, our kids on swings
Were prayers ever answered?
Does it matter at all?
We were rivals and pals
When we were kings

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Where Melancholy Mingles

I suppose
there’s always good reason
to cry
sadness never has a tough time making friends
this dark acquaintance often approaches 
lending water for eyes
to cry

I suppose
there's never better time than now 
to moan
grunting and moaning are long lost relatives
feeding off each other 
dragging stragglers along for the ride
to moan 

I suppose
anxiety needs a moment in the sun 
to worry
flipping, tossing, in a cerebral ceremony
anxiously twitching 
as everyone quickly moves
to worry

I suppose 
there's no harm in a little dishonesty
to lie
while thieves join the party
a terrible tandem 
of dirty deeds and tendencies
to lie

I suppose
everyone has the ability  
to struggle 
with adversity, where melancholy mingles
crying, grunting, and moaning
anxiety moves in permanently
to struggle

and I suppose,
there's a heavy dose of negativity 
to digest 
mixed with stress
it may lead to one hell of a 
nasty mess
to ingest
©  2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

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A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light. "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze. "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like, "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.

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That Cowboy Ain't Crazy Song on CD

Yes, with pride inside...every cowboy rides...
even the very first...
and every rider decides, what hide to ride...
knowing they may hit the dirt,

And that cowboy ain't crazy...
ridin' that buckin' horse..
and that rider does amaze me...
astride that ropin' horse...

And that cowboy is blazingly...
ridin that cuttin' horse...
No that jockey can't be lazy...
winnin' on a racin' horse...

And no cowboy can hide what's deep inside...
what's country right from birth...
and every rider alive...rides with pride...
even the very first....

Even a youngster finds pleasure...
rockin' on a rockin' horse...
and a youngster learns to treasure....
playin' cowboy...yes, of course....

Yes, with pride inside, every cowboy rides...
even the very first...
and every rider decides, what hide to ride...
knowing they may hit the dirt...

And no cowboy can hide, what's deep inside...
what's country right from birth...
yes, every rider alive, rides with pride....
for every moments worth....

Ya'll.....that cowboy ain't crazy...
just a little country on a horse.

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Read my mind and you'll know where I am going.
I'm going to the end of all things for you.
I will find all the love your heart is needing
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.

Read my mind and you'll know what I've been thinking.
I'm thinking there's more love than you ever knew.
I will find all the love for which you're searching
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.

Don't tell me you're older because of your tears.
Your crying will see you through all of your years.
Just always believe in what Heaven can do
and teardrops are only God crying with you.

Read my mind and you'll know what I am doing.
I'm reaching for more love than you ever knew.
I will find all the love  while you are sleeping.
And I will bring it here for you.
Yes I will bring it here for you.
I will bring it here for you.
© RON WILSON aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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To believe 
Or not to believe
That is the real question.
To hold onto hope
Albeit false hope
Just to keep from letting go
Those childhood dreams
Of wishes and faeries
Of happily ever afters
The things that filled
Your adolescent mind
With so much faith
And trust
And pixie dust
The things that shielded you
From the harsh reality
Of life
To believe
And be naïve
To let go
And see the world
As your worst nightmare.

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the day i left the womb-izzy style

how are you today?
my mom shed blood and tears
 the day you went away
i was just three month old
i didnt understand
but now i know it proves
you are not a man

and mommy 
how are you today? you must be proud of
 the boys that you have raised
you are much stronger 
than any man ive seen
you love all 6 of us

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in the southern sun

He said
Look at here boy
Aint nothing worst than life
But you might as well live
And times are coming 
For better or worse 
You might as well hold on 
I’m still here 
And until I die 
I’ll be the same man
He says 
Boy I’m still here
And until I die 
I’ll be the same man 

I said father
I’m going to move away from the river
I’m going to be a city man
He said, sun down, it’s getting late
And you’ll have all night to chase those dreams
He said son now
Your mother calls so goodnight

I’m still here
And until I die
I’ll be the same man
He says 
Boy I’m still here

He wasn’t my real father I can’t even call him that 
Around a southern sun he marched in a straw hat
It’s a hundred degrees outside he must be crazy
Seventy-six and he takes on the humidity 
Better than me

He says 
World war II was nothing new
You should’ve seen Vietnam 
He says you see boy
I’m still here
And until I die
I’ll be the same man


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The childish silliness
The sweet clumsiness
The burning storm
On your head
My everyday trial of patience.

You piss me off
All the time

All the time
You make me smile

I want to kill you
With squeezing hug

Whenever you cry
My soul tears apart.

One smile of yours -
The sun shines again
Even if it rains outside.

Sight of you
Weakens me

I lose my cruelty
My hunger for revenge:

My violent arms soften
My veins loose;

You need me
as much as
Vital you are
to my wild heart
not to burst hatred.

You teach me 
patience and tenderness,

Sometimes I hate you
I love you always
Though not in love am I.

I shall be yours
till the end of time
To make you happy
- a new goal in life:

Whatever your wish from me
Will happen
Always and ever

Forever to you
I am devoted

My dear friend,
No easier words
would paraphrase
the essential emphasis
of what I feel
'I love thee' -
Every single day.

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Holding On

He always had such a loving smile
When he tucked me in at night
Outside playing games 
We had a ball
He seemed like the perfect dad
Yet at least once a day that warmth would leave him
And when it did I knew 
It was time to head to that secret room
Strip off my clothes 
And do all I could to arouse his manhood
While inside I was barely 

Holding On

I was the kid who everyone thought 
Was oh so happy
I fooled so many 
When I pasted that smile on
If they only knew 
The thoughts that were going through my head
I had to wear long sleeves 
And jeans even in the summer
To hide the scars
Of suicide attempts gone sour
Yet I kept plotting 
The time, the place the way 
It must not have been my time 
Because here I still am today
I just know that if anyone had known 
They would have been shocked
Because how many children 
Would even have the knowledge
Or even understand 
What it is to die 
By their own hand 
Especially as young as eight years old
I was the child 
Who despite all my smiles 
Was barely 

Holding On

To this day 
I still hear people say
What a wonderful man he was
Like a saint some say
And I wonder for a second 
What they would have to say if they
Only knew 
The monster he hid inside 
Then I check myself
And I remember that I can’t say a word
I have to protect the family name
For the generations to come
So in this poem 
Is the only place I can be heard 
And as hard as it is 
It is what I have 
And I just have to try to keep

Holding On

What do you do?
When the world is so blue 
You’re afraid to say much
So you don’t say a thing
Then it all festers up
And you feel all these emotions 
Boiling over 
Yet I know that I have to keep

Holding On

I can’t bring myself to hate him
I can’t even bring myself to blame him
I want so bad to keep holding on 
To the images I always had 
Before the memories came flooding in
They are all so overwhelming
I feel so out of control
I want to curl up in a corner and hide 
But then the monster inside of him
Would win 
So I try to keep 

Holding On

Even though I feel like I am losing my grip
I look in the mirror 
And I don’t even recognize the person I see
Because what is staring back at me is
A big blob of fat and filth
Where is this wonderful person everyone else 
Tells me that they see 
Strong and beautiful
I definitely don’t see 
I know I am not blind 
Because whoever she is 
She can’t be me
While I am really slipping 
Tired and worn out 
I am not sure I am ready to give up 
So I just hope
I can find a light 
A reason to keep

Holding On

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A Boy Brushed Red

Slamming the door behind him
He sits
Writing his poems upon his wall
Tiny powerful words surrounding each inch of the room
Writing them in black inch
He watches as it drips to the carpet
He smiles
Wiping the blood of his face
Putting his hands to the wall
Bloody hand prints surround each poem
Dying alone on the floor
Surrounded in his blood and filth
The poems wash off from the walls
Black ink forming together on the carpet
Blood mixes with the ink
The horrific smell fills the lungs of the ones downstairs
He sinks into the carpet 
His flesh swallowed up by his words
He isn't living anymore
But he rubs off on you by his poems

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Thoughts of A Song Writer

From my thoughts on the paper in which it lies, 
My everlasting passion is inked as it dries.
The way I feel inside, you might want to spy,
But if you pry, how will my lyrics surprise?
A song for thought will only leave a thought.
May sound difficult, but that’s just how I talk.
I was lost, but I found me.
Dreaming and believing that writing was my key.
The way it flows and the way that it goes pumps me to speak
the very thoughts that many minds chose to keep.
Many rocks I’ve kicked and many decisions I’ve made.
Any wrongs I take the blame.
Tic-tac-toe is only a game.
I plagiarize your eyes with the notes that I’ve taken,
A high note here and a low note there-
You’d swear I’m in your head when my song hits your ear.
Pain recognizes pain
And I’ve have my share of bandages.
 My vibes from life heals the permanent damages.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
Reaches farther beyond the beat,
Over the lyrics on the sheet,
Not only is it about the speech,
 But more of what the message seeks.
True enough a theme is touched and a heart is rushed.
With the mind-throbbing picture disappearing 
Through the ink of my pen and revealed through your lens,
You can’t hear me, but do you feel me?
I cherish my talent and where it could possibly sweep me.
My doubts and my worries are beneath me.
I love for brighter days and pray for more things to pave.
Call my life my number because its infinite.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
My mentality drips it.

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As she went walking down the lane
The flowers seemed to bloom and rise
And as she walked she murmured Jane
The little sister gone for days

The trees grew tall the grass grew thick
But none of Jane did they find quick
She’s lost forever some did cry
She’s gone to heaven to the sky

I soon will find her she replied
And every day she looked and cried
Though time went by with out a trace
She did not find the little face

The trees grew tall the grass grew thick
But none of Jane did they find quick
She’s lost forever some did cry
She’s gone to heaven to the sky

Week then month then year went by
She walked the lane ever high
Rain nor snow nor sleet did stop
The now grown women from her walk

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A Cinderella Story

She cant express herself
they push her away
they lock her up inside her own mind
if you look throught the hole you will see
the depression shes in

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

You wanna take away everything
you just left her alone
tell me it aint so
tell me you wont leave her in there forever
tell me you will let her out to be free and happy

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

The new game you wanna play
it wont work
you beat her to the ground
her mind has become her home
theres no escape

She walks alone
her mind has become her home
see what your missing
she runs away but shes not allowed
now its your turn to be locked up

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

there is nothing left
there is nothing left

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Sometimes I wish that I could be, a little boy who was just like me. When I was young and not afraid, of anyone or anything. 
   I'll take my time to lose it all. But learn to run before I crawl.  So far away from everything. That this cruel world has thrown on me. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all. So hold onto, your happy thoughts. Grip childhood dreams, don't let them rot!

   I'll shake some hands, and crack a smile. I'm in no rush, I'll be here a while.  To face this world, all on my own. But in your arms, I'm not alone. 
   So take my hand, and hold it tight. Let's spread our wings, and take to flight. We'll break the boundaries, of any road. And go seek out, our pot of gold. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all. So hold onto, your happy thoughts. Grip childhood dreams, let the bad ones rot!
Sometimes I believe in miracles. Sometimes I hate this cold hard world. 
Sometimes I just break down and cry. 
That's when my angels help me fly. 

Carry me, high upon your shoulders. Don't let me, grow any older. For Neverland, is where we make it. I'm happy now, no need to fake it. 
   In troubled times, I drift away. And let my childhood memories play. When lost and lonely, pick up the phone. Dear mom and dad, I'm coming home. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all...

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the yellow forest

the yellow forest 
is darkened by dusk
blue opulence 
shining through black branches
the crunch of the floor 
as beings pass
becomes louder 
at the sun's last cast 
vision narrows 
to creatures of the night
oh how they play 
with lack of sight
the cold wind 
shakes the leaves 
the yellow forest 
never sleeps

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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie

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Christmas Through July

Christmas Through July

Christmas is such a grand time of the year!
People are happy joy shows everywhere. 
Gifts of love arrive from both far and near.
Scents of the season permeate the night air.

Remembering the Savior's love so grand.
Families hang lights, such a beautiful sight.
Decorations displayed across the land.
Many surprises are shared Christmas night.
January came but the tree remained.
Celebrating my child's birthday the same.
Just like Jesus, her happiness sustained.
Each year's tradition when her birthday came.

Year round loving was about to be taught.
Decorations of hearts and shiny red balls
Replaced the angels that Christmas had brought.
February feelings Christ's love did recall.

In March, the tree was adorned with shamrocks.
Paper-mâché nuggets sparkled in gold.
Children and laughter sang around the clock.
Smiles, like at Christmas, were great to behold.

April was spring pretty flowers were hung.
It took a lot of work, but was it still fun.
We at play felt pure joy, free and young.
One fun filled plan to teach love, begun.

May decorations, the best, I recall.
Mother's day cards, painted hands, paper plates.
A trip to the attic was fun for all.
While cherishing the loves childhood creates.

Christmas in June on a new marriage day
Downstairs jam-packed squeezed in each wedding guest.
Rained out at the park, they saw our display.
Christmas year round knew love at its best.

July 30th past, the flags were still hung.
Patriotism shown, honored with rare style.
Christmas in July with a new day sung.
We took down the tree cherishing each smile.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:  This lyric poem written in quatrain format is a true story that expresses my feelings about 
showing love year round…not just in December.  

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When the Wind Blew

When the wind blew, the birds slowly lifted their eyelids from sleep's seducing spell
Slowly, they met their new day with a feeling no one could explain or tell
They fluttered their wings to welcome the sun’s obnoxious display
Gazing at the people sleeping behind the misty window’s frame

When the wind blew, the birds prepared to take off
To fly to destiny’s tasteful D’lush
To sing melodious tunes
As they brighten a person’s days

When the wind blew, one by one they flew
As they passed by the many houses’ window’s
A chronological sequence it may be
But a story is what it shall be
Long time ago, there, in the beautiful land of empathy, lived a lady and a gentleman
Together they took care of each other; together they raised a child as her life began
Every year, a bird passes by, as it sees the young girl in a different phase
Yesterday she was a child, but today she is beating destiny’s race
But, the one thing that never changed was her smile to the lady that:
Took care of her for the past umpteenth years
Held her close to her heart whenever she was in fear
Stayed by her side when in need

Now, the child grew up to tell her tale
To the birds who visited during the day
“I grew up in the hands of a golden mother who took care of me every second
She watched me as I grew up while I watched her shine every day
She smiled when I made her laugh, while I treasured the smile in my mind
She hugged me whenever I was in need of warmth, while I preserved her warmth
I cherish everything you did for me, dearest mother
And I thank you for every good seed you planted in me”
One day, the birds passed by and left a small letter on the mother’s desk
In it were the words the daughter described
In it were the dear thank you notes she left for her mother as she departed away…
When the wind blew, many objects changed
But, a dear mother's love always remains the same…

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In a river marsh, where pondweeds and cattails grew in warm clime,
the fair girl found a tall, black egret  
with whom she could have a chat; 
and was it the same one that her parents rescued from the wild?

Among bulrushes taller than she actually was,
the anxious girl told that bird one of her wishes:
to hop on his back and fly as the happiest butterfly,
and find her mom whom she remembered singing a lullaby.

" Take me to my mom!"  she begged the wading bird.
" Nobody ever takes me there to visit her" she exclaimed.
" She may be miles away from here...way past the blue ocean!" 
He replied with little confidence, lacking a sense of emotion.

The fair girl kept on begging, until the black egret finally nodded.
" Thank you, kind let's fly and depart from this marshland!"
So the two of them ventured into a cloudy sky expecting no rainfall...
not until they had gotten there safely and heard that sweet mother's call..  

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The secret creek- for my daughter

Across the brook they are calling me
calling me to join in and be free,
across the ripples they are calling me
to truly learn to be,
and just like a fairy sings cheerily
sings cheerily of the sacred space,
and just like a child I am wearily
creeping closer to the place.

Down by the creek we are listening
listening to the sounds of peace,
down by the creek where the trees do swing
and the rivers bend and crease,
I sit on the edge where the green moss grows
grows so thick I could sleep all day,
I sit on the edge where the crickets crow
and the ripples jump and play.

Up by the rock where the light shines down
and the shadows dance on a moonlit night,
up by the rocks the fairy queen wears her crown
before the days first light,
in the waters deep where I rest my feet
and the fish slip past with their strong thick tails,
in the waters deep where the rivers meet
is where I go by trail.

I will miss this place still so crystal clear
where my heart can rest from its weary past,
I will miss this space but my biggest fear
is that this place won't last.

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Me And My Teddy Bear

me and my teddy bear
would like to say 
there is no way in hell 
we will grow up and never play 

me and my teddy bear
me and my teddy bear
don't like you 
you want to work and 
be up in the news 

me and my teddy bear
want none thing new 

me and my teddy bear
can play all day 
but you think 
you should give 
us orders anyway...

walk this way 
and sit up straight 

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                                       John Monteblanco

Was I ever invited to your stupid little party?
No, I just stood here looking at the stars.
This became my holy grounds and I won't let you touch it!
I used to be the fragile type, but now I'm your type?
Don't try to pull me away from my beautiful sanctuary!
I'm in love with you yet I'm blinded by the way you act towards me and every other 
man you look at.
This is why I write- to get the truth out and NEVER have to lie again!
I promised I wouldn't leave this place for a girl!
I made this promise way back in fourth grade...when I was too young to recognize the 
beauty of a woman.


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We Children Want

We children want to play
In the rain and in the shower
In the whole of our free hour
And enjoy making the castles
Out of cool sand and the clay
We children want to play

We children want to be free
From all worries of the world
From life’s every cruel hurled 
And to feel the real pleasure of
Climbing many a fruitful tree
We children want to be free

We children want to be naughty
With the friends and the mates
Go out of ugly and hateful gates
Under the sky in the cool woods
In the lap of our Nature pretty
We children want to be naughty

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We all suffer at the hands of another
wish we could see it's not our fault
but our mother's.
Praying to the wall
it'll make you feel  better
I won't stand for that bullshit
won't even pray for a brother.
For there's no such thing as a God 
but sorrow and hate
We,us humans, **** one another
to incriminate
our fears and losses.
we're our own devils in disguise
wearing upside down crosses.

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Litlle boy, little boy

Little boy, Little boy, where are you going
I am  going to the pond where the lillies grow
Little boy, Little boy, where are you going
The river is high, you must not go

Little girl, little girl, why are you crying
He is gone to the pond, and won't come home
Little girl, little girl, why are you crying
The river flows one way and only news come home

Farewell, little brother, farewell, alas
Father brings home body found in the grass
Farewell, little brother, farewell, alas
Yes on the water you were roving the pass

Little girl, little girl, where are you going
I am going to the pond where the lillies grow
Little girl, little girl, where are you going
Twins we play together, so I must go. 

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Hide my face
the things i cant let you see any longer
Cover the scars
the things that still unravel in my soul
Sow my mouth shut
the things that should not be said
Cut my brain out of my skull
the things that i should not remember
Tie up my hands 
So i cant hurt anyone
Tie up my feet
So i cant run away from my problems
Stitch up my heart
So i can fit the pieces back together
Hide down in a hole
So that one day i can be discovered

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Being Strong

Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
each drop echoed in the waiting room,
the hollow halls echoed
babies crying.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
his stern eyes looked away
and I asked him, "Daddy why are you crying?"
no reply.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
not knowing what to do,
I danced in crinoline proper-pink,
first dress Daddy bought,
one I wore to see his smile.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
looked at me, smiled,
and gave me a bear-hug
"Your Mom's going to be okay"

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
the clock ticked twice,
out came mom in her wheelchair,
and Dad's eyes dried.

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My daughter the dancing bear.

Closed in her room listening to jerry’s band
Kelly traveled in mind we fought to understand
Wishing for the beach or dancing on a stage
The  bear beckoned her to run at a young age
Sixteen for real but older she would feel 
Growing up on the road is no big deal

Gone one night never looking back
To catch the dancing bus and vanish from site
Arrive at the show no ticket in hand
To get miracled in to the fantasy land
Getting high on music and feeling as one
back on the road again with the morning sun
The family grows as the shows go by
Little do they know their families that cry

Setting up camp in a field by night
Washing in a pond would be allright
peanut butter sandwich’s or the stew of the day
Whatever it took to find the way
Pack up the bus and join the caravan
 getting to the next show with pennies in hand
Only a true deadhead could survive this life
music and dancing bears shimmering at night

The dead family on tour from coast to coast
Never calling or writing those who love most
The ones left behind wonder what have I done
Is she alive or entered heavens kingdom
Someday she’ll  feel what we’ve been under 
 afraid calling home will start the thunder
As we sit at home and keep our lives normal
The deadheads like life a little less formal

One day a call of a baby bear dancing our way
He is Winter miles a true miracle of this day
 miles on miles during the winter season
Make his name unique for that reason
The music and freedom flow deep inside 
 A baby bears birth makes it hard to hide

Finally home but never sitting for long
Our traveler Kelly still lives by the song
Still living in the past and no bus to ride
She paints her body with scenes of pride
The fun and music they made a lifestyle
 Will effect us all for quite a while 
Know there’s others to continue the trek
While we try to get our lives back.

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Bubble Gum Bubble Gum

Candy was money
 !0  speeds
  Were motorcycles
was when you'd run away and hide
   But would always let me find you
Your hello's were my new morning sun
                And your goodbye's tucked me in
When I wasn't really trying to say goodnight
     To a beautiful young one
That was older than me then
  I wanted you to be my woman
   But you just wanted us to be friends
I was always cute
          But you never said I was handsome
   Kinda crazy how we knew  about the pains and troubles
And things when we had never had none
 As Long as we had Bubble Gum Bubble Gum  

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Child's Play

I watch you play upon the stairs,
 Lost in your childhood games,
 Built by your imagination,
 With freedom and no restraint.
 Today you are a sailor,
 The captain of your ship,
 Sailing on the ocean sea,
 Procuring a long summer trip.
 You sing a song
 That you have loved,
 Words of an old lullaby,
 You sing a song on the stairs today,
 Singing loud—you’re not shy.
 The stairs are now a jungle,
 A land that you explore,
 With a monkey and a zebra,
 A tiger and a vicious wild boar.
 You pretend you’re on a skyscraper
 High up in the sky,
 Playing like you’re really there,
 And wishing you could fly.
 Once again, you’re hungry,
 Therefore, you stop and eat your lunch,
 You’ll be a chef in your own shop,
 There’s not much time to stop.
 The stairs are now a cherry tree
 In your own loved backyard,
 With grass and flowers, and bumble bees,
 Except in this tree, you cannot scrape your knees.
 The stairs yet again, a mountain top
 Reaching high into the sky,
 But all too soon, it’s evening time
 And now, no more time to climb.

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Unrelenting traveller

Eight salty Beaufort striking my face 
at the edge of Inverness. 
With my hands wide open 
I'm balancing like a seagull 
in front of the black and angry Atlantic.

I feel your lonely sunset  
as you cross the ocean for hours.
I feel your longing wave 
as you come to reach and burst out on the beach.

But since I was a child
an unknown star
permanently drives me to chaos, 
and it is impossible to resist.  

I travel thirsty on clear waters.
I travel hungry in fruitful gardens.
With great eagerness,    
that suffocates inside my breast. 
With an insistent deputy,
being stuck as chewing gum under my shoe. 

This world is so vast. 
and this brain, so restricted. 
When will I find a beach?

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William Hughes

I pity him, a young black teen
Trying to be a man with no self-esteem
He examines his life but still can't get it right
His history and past still affecting him at night

He dreams dreams where he relives the past
When he was talked about for not being very fast
A fat boy, dedicated to his love
Rejected affection is what he dreams of

His attempts at sports earned him a bad place
In which he was called a disgrace to his race
And sadly he had a very weak heart
Falling for every girl in hopes to brighten up his dark

Empty, alone, he searched for his essence
Something he could use to embrace in his darkness
The job was open but no one would commit
No one would help to pull him out of this abyss

A quiet boy, what they call honest and sweet
Mistreated, deleted, and beat to his knees
Closed eyes he listens to the laughter
It shaped him, molded him, just like beaten batter

He's now 17 and has an intriguing mind
He knows what to fix but doesn't know how to bind
To seal the torn edges of his soul
To direct the path in which his emotions go

He's no longer bullied but his mind is on self-destruct
Never felt the love of a pretty girls touch
Somethings still wrong but he doesn't know what
What's repelling them, is he not enough

He opens his eyes looking through a wet mist
A single tear falls and he clenches his fist
He sits up listening to his hearts drum
And at last the next day has finally begun

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An old rusty razor, to shave  my head bald
My forearms your ashtray, my eyes your pin cushion
A bleach, ammonia bath twice a day, in scalding hot water
You may ask why I harp on my youth in such a fashion
The answer : Statistics, 83.4%  of abused children : Abuse;
When they become adults does that hidden untold story :Live again?
Did My LORD JESUS, take Lenore to Save a generations' : “ Psyche “ ?
                          If so I am Pleased

Author’s Note : I’m not sure if I have set this in the right Form, Please Advise

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the white house

the violet flowers 
were brightest at dusk
surrounded by an unkept yard 
they built their own landscape 
coming only once a year 
after months of ice 
they bloomed from the ground 
only at this house 
the windows smashed 
the white paint peeling 
but there wasn't an empty feeling. 
the house; abandoned, yet not forgotten
...and the violet flowers 
  were something to mask 
  the terrible things 
  of the house's past.

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This Box

Oh what sorrow I feel for the ones that get left behind,
All our lives we seek the truth,
We never seem to find the reason for the loss of kindness,
Never understanding that they have so much hate for us,
All the holidays we celebrate alone,
But still we must go on,
The feeling as if we were placed in a forgotten box upon a shelf of shamefulness,
Why did they do this to us,
What have we done to be made to endure the shame they feel for us,  
We hope that one day they will remember us, 
But only to be disappointed from one day to the next,
Oh the pain we feel as we scream in the darkness of our box,
Our voices seeming to fade away,
We dream of what could have been,
But only to awake in the darkness of our box,
Now that the season of our lives is coming to a close,
We can’t help but to wonder did they truly forget us,
Will we be remembered or is this box our life long tomb,
Do they feel no shame for what they have done,
Not knowing us for who we are,
The joy we could have brought, 
The happiness they could have felt,
The family we could have been,
They truly will never know,
But again we must go on,
It’s been decades now,
But we still miss them,
Remembering all the while,  
This box is our home.

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I Had a Dream

                                      I Had a Dream

                         I had a dream. Oh I had a dream.
                         I sat in a chair in despair thinking
                       of the love and memory of my mother.
     In my dream I built a stairway to heaven with tears to hug her.
              Halfway with out a sound or word in the silent skies
                              an angel appeared upon me.
                        It was a precious and beautiful site.
Oh! I said could you for me ask God to cross a rose and lilac together
to create a bush with large clusters of white, purple, and pink flowers
                             and the fragrance of memory
   And give it long green stems so it can stand free and gracefully.
        Also ask him to it a name, a special name ‘ Kollock ‘
          and let it represent never forgotten love and memories.
                       In my dream God did this for me,
                     and gave it to my mother as a gift from me

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Dont follow me
I am the thing that should not be
Nothing left to see
How could you blame me?
I got kicked out of school
Im nothing but a failed soul
Waste of life
Killin myself with every type of knife
I chose the wrong path
Couldnt find my other half
Soon i will disapear
im not going to share
You dont not care
Im not telling you what you want to hear
These ending days youll live in fear
You dont like the things i wear
Falling into more dispare
Into the skies
Further into the stars
You will see
My ending is here

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Indian burial ground

The Indian rounds the corner of the room
Seeing the sadness through the eyes of a girl
There are a lot of things about this world that we don't know 
the truth behind humanity the heartbeat of ones last breathe
or the pain one suffers mentally 

I don't even know if people can see the truth
Or if they shut themselves out of the real and into the fake
We all know the fakness of what a human can put off
We all know the sickness one stores inside their skull
Can we all see what's going on? this day I see some that are still blind
 some that are so blind they can not imagine! 

The things one can do
The things one may hide

A life filled with questioning
A life full of hate and despair 
A life of several lies
A life with no reason of existing

A series of depression
A time of regret
A worry of fear 

A fear of ourselves 

An unwritten book with no pen to write with

Voice of reason

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Satan's Follower

Sit in a room full of crowded faces
A man dressed in black
Black long wavy hair
And a black suit
He waves his hand at her
A motion telling her to come here
She gets up off her seat
And walks over to him
He grabs her hand and walks out of the room with her
He opens the door to his cab
She climbs in 
He shuts the door
Climbing into the driver seat
Driving off to Sunset Boulevard
He turns down a dirt road
The sun disappears
It turns dark as the trees cover the sun
He stops the vehicle
She turns and watches him get out of the car
He opens her door and grabs her arm
Throwing her down unto the ground
Pulling up her skirt and rubs her leg
He slaps her face real hard
She hits him back and fights for her life
He grabs a rock and hits her in the skull 3 times
Rubbing the blood off with his finger
Then softly licks every single finger her blood touched
He rubs her face
Picking her up and taking her to his childhood home
Opening the door he sits her on the floor
Spreading her out
Laying candles all around her
Offering her to Satan
He sings and chants
Burning her skin with his cigarettes
He sees whats left of her soul vanish 
The ritual is over
He stabs her in the heart 4 times
Then stands there and laughs
He walks out of the house and lights it on fire
Watching it go up in flames
He walks away
Hiding behind a mask
Satan's little follower
Another nobody

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Written September 11, 2013

Well I was just a boy
Living down in San Fransisco
In the city by the bay
And I wanted more from life
Than my childhood could give
Every time I crossed a bridge
The whole town burned to the ground

And then one day
I met you down by the blood bank
In that sketchy part of town
Where the hipsters turn around
And drugs roam free
Just like you and just like me
Just like how we used to be

You are my archangel
You sing to me, Gabriel
You tell me where to find
The gravel on the street
And you hold me to the ground
When I hear Peter call for me
And the lights rush to the scene

As I lie here in the alley
Sweet dreams of crystal valleys
Waltz deep within my mind
As the canvas fades to black
And the vultures sweep below
Much like falling dominoes
Set in motion by the glo

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Daddy Now Please Pray With Me

Daddy now, please pray with me,
for today I'm sailing stormy seas.
I know you say you're but a man,
who tries to live the Master's plan.

I'm weathering gray storms, except a few,
 and the turmoil would drown me, if not for you.
The wind is so strong, the waves are so high,
Tattered sails against the sky!

And I recall you telling me, 
of Jesus Christ,  Who calmed the seas.
And yes, small faith can the mountains move,
and how He died His love to prove.

So Daddy now, please pray with me,
to God's sweet Son, Who dwells in me.
For I am daughter of a man,
and weak at times and cannot stand
against these tides of shifting sands.

You say, "He's still upon His throne",
and with our prayers, I'm not alone!
And God is good and loves me still,
He will offer strength to swim these swells.

Oh Daddy now, please pray with me,
Some choices I made were not of Thee.
At times I've wandered and gone astray,
I feel somehow I've lost my way.

Tell me again my right hand he still holds, 
and how in heaven the streets are gold, and
once we're there no one is old because now 
Jesus holds my soul!

Daddy now please pray with me like when I 
was a child of three beside my bed on bended knees. 

And perhaps somehow these words I write, may move 
another to change their lives, for Jesus loves me this
I know and his blood has washed me white as snow. 

And when you've said "In Jesus Name" I feel brand 
new and not the same, so daddy now please pray with me
though I am grown and no longer three. 

He'll lift me up on wings of love and forgive me
of all the wrong's I'v done! Then I can drop my anchor
deep and mend white sails on peaceful seas!

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Small Town Big People

I look in the mirror and see the years gone
I can look beyond the glass out the window
To the yards of my childhood
I can smell the flowers and feel the grass ‘neath my feet. 
I can hear the music blasting on the radio
Mama callin’ me for supper.  

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

The town is small and so are the events
You’re everyone’s business 
You can get a break and can’t get away
You don’t even have a say
You go to and from and people protest
And those same people will still put you to the test

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I made it to the big town K.C, 
Got myself a husband and a son and a place to live
Settled in and made a life, got a career
I swear I’ll never return to my best friend
Comfortable where I stand, 
Happy where I am 

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

Well times are hard,
And people are ruthless in this cut throat time
Jobs are scarce and bills run high
You never know what you’ll hear at night
The people are small in this big town
Yeah people are small in this big town

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I guess the town is small
Just good ol’ boys and girls havin’ fun
Small place, small town, small world
People may talk and people may watch
But the biggest thing in that small town
Are the people after all. 

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

-Heather Birdwell 9/22/2009

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Fig Tree

Its all useless why do I even try.
I spent hours of rolling tape on my bag,
So the anger stuffing will not fly.

I have this anger in me that I cannot explain,
Pain shoots up my back then tells my brain.
Calm as I can be thinking it’s the pills they feed me.
Little do they know It’s my broken spirit on a fig tree

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A virgin's passion,
too intense and so inflamed,
burning quickly than the silent, blazed sunset...
slowly dying as she plucked the small petals
of the prettiest daisy,
but quickly fell from her hand; lost never to hold again.
Sparrows migrated South,
but butterflies labored hard;   
footprints so intact:
an unsaid farewell!
Ah, innocent boy,
deceived by tenderness,
profoundly confused by
the little joy so unfelt;
ah, innocent boy, don't ever tell!

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Hello -Feels Good-

Hello Feels Good 
written by David William Breidenthal (D.W.Breidenthal)

AN UNFINISHED SONG..... needs tons of editing!! 
Enjoy despite my lack of organization in this particular poem!

Hello, it's nice to see you again...
Greetings from my heart...promise me you won't break it apart
Hello, I'd love to bring you in...
We meet eye to eye....and I won't lie - it feels good to know you won't depart
From my arms.....
Until the end of time...
Until the world stops spinning 
Round and round...

(*Chorus* It feels good to know that someone cares 
It feels good to know you still abide in His light
It feels good to knowthat you take away my frightening nightmares
It feels good to know that your connected to my spirit like a halo
It feels bad to say goodbye...when I mean to say hello...
Never thought we were trapped in callous night...

Hello...I never had the heart to say goodbye....
'Cause you know...I can't handle feelin blue
Hello...I'd like to know how many times I've let you down...
I let you go one more time...let your soul ascend in the heartfelt sky.... )

When is it time to say hello? Is there a time to say goodbye?
Could yoou let me know will your heart be released from depression?
Is there a reason to say goodbye? Why do I envy you as you fly so high?
How can I feel relief when it's time to say farewell to our mission? 
I watch you grow so old...your legend shimmering like precious gold

*chorus* It feels good........etc. 
*bridge* Don't forget were my heart's melody
Don't fly too far away from me
Unlock me from my misery...and treasure me like gold
You astonish me with your enchanting touch
Don't rush this moment, dear - 
you're the fire that keeps me warm
Is it the right time to say goodbye
When I want to say hello to this feeling of belonging...
Hello...x3 you keep me waiting for so long
you keep me waiting...I keep longing
for your ability to take wing
Can't help,but say hello
There's no need to say goodbye
You give me a natural high...I won't deny...

I won't lie
We've been going our seperate ways
Don't say goodbye
I haven't seen you in days...haven't seen you in a while...
But, I must learn to live with or without you...
When you leave my side, I'm the victim of fear 

You keep me safe from the predator
You nourish my soul...You're my dreamcatcher...
you're my stormy weather
You thrill my no other...
Why do I feel the need to say hello
When I'm forced to say goodbye forever?
Why do I feel as if you somehow know
What I'm talking about? Am I still sick from the love fever?

There's more to life than what meets the eye, dear friend
I feel you crawling in my heart...
There's a time to keep your head above the surface...who will mend
Our entwined hearts? Who will erase our fears 
That set us apart?

Without you, I'm nothing but a dim light
Without you, I'm meaningless...I'd 
miss our cherished delight
Life doesn't overflow with beauty and insight
Without you, I'm left with challenges that bite
Without you, I get rather depressed...I always crave your love night after night

What if hello was dead?
Would it put goodbye in its death bed?
What if hello embraced us with dread?
Would goodbye be a cure instead?

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Catch him up at night
Reading about Satans Journey
Painting his walls in black
Cut marks all down his back
Placing candles around the room
Using voodoo towards the bride and groom
Sticking the needle in her womb
Grabbing the shovel and digs a hole
Burying them one by one the dirt eating their souls
Next to each other under the sun
Using witchcraft just for fun
Never thought he'd be alone
Cuts your neck running chills throught your bones
His anger is the only thing that has shown
Driving him self into depression
When do you think he will learn his lesson

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Bully part 1

Twenty-four hours ago, you was nothing but a kid licking the dirt off his feet.
You want to find yourself a mentor to teach you what you couldn't learn on Google.
All it takes is a quarter of a day to learn but bad luck strikes you yet again.
A thirty dollar fee has your head hanging down and now you look for help from the stars up

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My Baby Girl

My Baby Girl

What happen?  I remember that you’d just started walking
and before I knew it, you was talking.
Pre-school, Barbie dolls, bakers ovens, 
And I’ll never forget the Pig tails and everything having to be purple!
Cake decorations and art lessons.
Oh and who could forget those piano sessions.

But now, your toys 
are laptops, cell phones, designer jeans
bubble gum, boots and boys.

What happen to my Baby Girl? 
The only thing that’s the same is that you still love purple.

Now in your teens 
you’ll soon be ready to drive a car
oh,  just look at you... so talented, so tall and beautiful
soon you’ll be done with high school and college, 
I need you to know,  because your so clever
and you can have whatever you endeavor
I see your life going far.

Just be true to yourself and always stay faithful
and remember; I’ll love you forever because your  My Baby Girl!

C. Gill
Dedicated to Caroline

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G- gingerbread man run as fast as you can
I-  if I ever see you again I'll cook you in my pan
N- next I will nibble all about 
G- getting you will be easy, with out a doubt
E- ever consider someone might eat your eyes out
R- red jelly eyes I wonder what flavor they are
B- buttons on your belly might be tart
R- run away from me now that eating may be an art
E- ever think about how it delicious candy clothing may be
A- average American snacking, just like me
D- down the hatch is what you'll be

M- morning, noon or supper for eating you up I'll be the man
A- after I eat you I'll wipe out the pan
N- now I am going to eat you, come here Gingerbread Man   

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Wonderful Tonight

It’s late in the evening; Calvin’s got new clothes to wear He’s very excited as we comb his soft black hair He looks at me, his eyes big and bright And seems to say, “Daddy, I feel wonderful tonight.” He goes to his mother, with a wriggle and a smile She puts him on her shoulder that they can dance for a while He lies there happy, contented alright And his soft little coos say, “Hmmm, I feel wonderful tonight.” He’s placed in his rocker, as he nods off to sleep And murmurs with contentment, in tranquility deep I look at him and say, “I hope you are all right ‘Cause your Mommy and I, we changed your nappy by Candlelight.”
(An interesting set of circumstances prompted this poem. Load shedding had left us in the dark and my laptop was playing Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight." Written about five months ago, it gives my now-eight-month-old something to look back on when he can read.)

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Midsummer Christmas

Wandering around the city with my little  boy
His nine year old brain filled with such joy
An adventure with grandma, a day just for him
Both of us bubbling, filled to the brim...

Up hill and down hill..what's round the bend
Find a present for mama for him to send
Weather just perfect, a fine summer day
A day filled with such innocent play

But then on the sidewalk he saw an old man
Dirty and toothless, holding a can
He stopped, stared and tears started to flow
Life had given him one hearty blow

He had a few dollars still in his pocket
Forget buying mom a shiny new locket
Straight to the can his dollars all went
This life lesson surely from heaven sent

Do you hear the sound of a little drummer?
Here it is Christmas in the middle of summer......

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aimlessly riding in an old Ford Coupe
radio tuned to sixties country
it's message reflecting our mood
we have our snacks and soda
dad, his six pack of beer
cigarette glowing
no one speaks, it's
our special 
time with

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Little Girl

Dancing, laughing, without a care,
So naive to the world,
Dreams of such whimsical fantasies,
Such an innocent little girl

Come here child,
I will comfort you when the world seems to much to bare,
No need too worry or fret,
Remember I will always be there

Growing, Learning, as children do,
You will soon learn about lifes trials,
For soon happiness will fade,
leaving you to forget how to genuinely smile...

Dreams will be destroyed,
But together we can always build more,
My child, My daughter, Little Girl,
Your courage will grow stronger than ever before

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Who I Was

Just when life is at its best 
You will soon come to regret
And realize
That you’ll never be 
Worth loving
Deep down, you wonder why you fall
You wonder why, back then, you never saw it all
And now it’s all coming back
Who you used to be, 
Who you wanna be
Who I am, and who I was

You were so strange and silly back then
Comical was merely the lift of a pen
You laughed and smiled at everything
Nothing seemed to be damaging
Save your own small faults
In broken vaults

You sat there triumphantly
Singing a song you wrote
And now I sit here, regretfully
Wondering why
I can’t comply
With anything

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Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”

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I Am A Jock

A bad play
On a deep and dark September
Gazing from these bleachers
To that ref who blew that call
On a freshly painted court in the middle of fall

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I've got balls
A fortress deep and plenty
That none will discinagrate
For friendship brings me joy
It's laughter from my best friend Roy

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

Don't talk  hate
For I've heard much before
It's resting in my head
And I'll try not to wake
So It doesn't make you cry
For if I never would of put on that cup
You've  never heard  awwwww shut up

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I have my hooks
And my cup to protect me
I am such a world charmer
Hiding behind an ump
So another won't bump
I touch no one and he better not touch me

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

And a Jock feels no pain
And a flock seems to die

This is off spin
To Simon And Garfunkle's
I am A Rock    LOL
Gl All

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We Walk Amongst The Faithful

We walk amongst the faithful. Unknown to human eyes. So normal and so human, They can't see through our disguise. The tears of angels made us As they flew down from the sky. They didn't want to do it, So all they did was cry. We're stuck amongst the ruin. The horror and despair. We've seen a bit too closely To the heart of Evil's lair. We walk amongst the faithful. Unknown to human eyes. So normal and so human, They can't see through our disguise. We're scarred up on the inside, But outside we're just fine. We hide the truth so well They can't see into our lies. Our daddies were all drinkers. And when they would get mad, They'd take it out us poor souls, And boy were we so glad When Daddy drank himself to sleep, And we could go and hide. Carve another scar into our heart Which was hidden deep inside. We walk amongst the faithful Unknown to human eyes So normal and so human They can't see through our disguise. Our mommies all liked men Perhaps a bit too much They sampled fair and far And didn't mind the touch. When Mommy fell asleep, Her boyfriends would come down And they would scare us half to death And they'd start to mess around. And after they were done Ravaging our broken souls We'd take our chance to run And hide from things we'd never know. We walk amongst the faithful Unknown to human eyes So normal and so human They can't see through our disguise. Our families are all broken We have no place to hide No place to let our tears out Let out what hurts inside. And now we sit here all alone In this dark corner as all hope Evades our longing hands We've lost our way to cope. And now we hide our feelings And what they've done to every “me”. We hold our chins up high. We do not let them see. We walk amongst the faithful Unknown to human eyes So normal and so humans Can't see through our disguise We pretend it doesn't happen We can't let anyone know Our traitor of a heart Is something we can't show. Would anyone even understand What we hold inside our hearts? Or would we be a freak show A different world apart? Maybe one day we will find one Every single one of us Someone who will understand Someone we can trust.

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Where Seagulls Fly

Remember the sun those days
The smell of the sea
Don't forget the Northwest breeze

Then a thought flew right through me
Brought me back again
Closing my eyes is that you

Stumbling around the rocks
Thoughts of you I find
In my mind I hit rewind

At the beach where seagulls fly

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Concrete Children

Born in concrete
and raised in factory smoke,
we are the children
of an artificial reality.
Each a gear in this maddening
machine of synthetic actualities
and plastic truths,
we are condemned to live
under a florescent sun.
Every once in a while,
a screw falls loose,
crawls back into its 
animal skin,
and howls at the sweet,
genuine moon.

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One Hundred Dreams Old

                                          ~swiping paper machetes
                             mansions in trees~
                                                   ~cotton clouds
                                 chasing bees~

         how we believed
      in imaginary swords
                       ~kill the monster,
                                     save the queen!~

                                                       Chinese sparrows speaking english,
                                                                 ~Allies in the sky;
                                         Spies in the cusps of trees~
            Monarchies dubbing us King and Queen!


                                                 two best friends have no limits
                                                with imagination under our belts
                                             we were one hundred dreams older
                                                            than everyone else.

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Memory's Lost

Once in a while, a cruel, old man
Had stood up in front and had bade me to stand
He'd point out a sentence, instruct me to speak
And my crush would let slip a small, cruel, mirthful shriek
Then my sibilant esses would ring out so loud
And my spittle sailed south 'cross the heads of the crowd
The teacher pronounced my reading a mess

And I couldn't help but feel that I was
Missing something, missing something
All my life I think I missed something

My friends took me out to the pictures tonight
Though I never was blessed with the powers of sight
The score underscored each great scene with aplomb
But I knew from the swells and the claps it was done
In a few moments I had slunk into the night
With a sense in my gut that some thing wasn't right
Right before I would physically run into you

I could not help but feel that I was
Missing something, missing something
All my life, I think I missed
Something big, something vital, something unerringly true
And today I think that something was you

After rainfall I stepped into the sun
It dried off my skin but the cold made me numb
I stepped back to the porch and back into your arms
With a hide dried so thick that your arrows can't harm
I can carry you miles just perched on my back
But my heart and my belly are safe from attack
Intellectually I know that there's nothing I lack

But I can't shake the feeling that I am
Missing something, missing something
All my life I think I missed
Something big, something vital, something unerringly true
But it's something I've forgotten
In a sky so blue

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Turn Back Around

~Turn Back Around~

Sad eyes looking up at us
How can we ignore them?
Walking away like they don’t mean a thing
Like the ones who already hurt them
They are crying out for someone to notice them
Love them
Take care of them
Lonely children of the world 
Being walked away from
Isn’t it about time we 

~Turn Back Around~

The child who had to runaway just to get away
From the beatings
The nightly visits from a stranger in their bed
The drunken rages 
The Terror they were raised in
A parent who molests them
Innocence taken
Yet we don’t even hear them
As they cry out for help
It is time to 
~Turn Back Around~

Give them a chance
Listen to what they have to say
A home to call their own
Safe from the abuse
Safe from the terror
A home filled with love
A place to grow
In comfort rather than fear
Off of the streets
Away from the danger
That is what they are wanting
All we have to do is

~Turn Back Around~

Quit ignoring those 
Sad eyes looking up at us
Do what is right and 

~Turn Back Around~

By: Jean Bonella 

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Beautiful is the sound of your voice
the glistening in your eyes
and the waving of your hair

Beautiful is your light 
the shinning of your personality
and the smell of your skin

Beautiful is the way of the world
the people and animals in it
and the moving of the words coming out into a song
the waving wings of a bird and the swaying of the tree leaves

Beautiful is the word that needs to be used more often

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Summoning the Light

The mortal restrain
the blood tripping from my eyes
the blue skin 
not yet fully grown fetus

Before her stands a wraith of me
her not knowing whats going on
i talk but she cant hear me
she turns away moving into the light

im standing in the darkness 
she turns and holds out her hand
the time when darkness met the light
the power i felt light coming upon me

I turn away and let go of her hand
i cant move away from the darkness
it swallows me whole
she disapears before my eyes

The light is gone and im all alone 
i cry blood not tears
im naked wrapped in one black cloth
it covers my stomach

i take the clothing off
my stomach falls  open
the fetus blue and bloody 
falling out laying on the ground
i walk away an image appears before me

it of a accident a car laying on the ground below a hill
i see myself reaching for her hand but they take her away
they leave me here dead with my fetus 

I know now that i cant be saved
i close my eyes and return to the dark
i see her above me in a white gown 
she shines like the sun and has wings that sparkle
like glitter i daze off never to wake again.

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I built castles with tinker toys
Mountains with blocks
Teddy bear he loved me
Raggedy Ann she talked
Will i be happy one day
The magic eight ball answered yes
I knew right away
And never had to guess
I drew pictures of pretty things
Like weeping willow trees
Tulips and daisies
Swaying in the breeze
Then came a strange silence
Raggedy Ann spoke no more
Teddy bear was still there
But not like before
It’s funny how life changes
As you grow older day by day
Colors slowly change
But they never fade away
I’m grown now
There are things i must do
And it’s not coloring pretty pictures
Like i use to
It’s real life
Something the eight ball can’t predict
Filled with pleasure and pain
And many times, conflict
As you grow, you’ll see
What’s inside can bring rain or shine
Don’t be alarmed if you get both
At the same time
May you never stop growing
No matter where you are
No matter where you are going©

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Soft-feathered Phoenix burns into ashes
And then rise again like the morning sun,
The lightening of reborn soul flushes.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Small buds gleam in the rays, drench in water,
And then grows into flowers with the plan
Of unseen hands of scheming Creator.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Seeds of the dead trees fall, submerge on earth
Wood-cutters loads those tree away in Caravan
But new lives spring from that soil with rebirth.
Truly, the Child is Father of the Man.

Child becomes Father, it's law of Nature,
Small water-particles do form the Sea.
The Children are our past and our future.
In Them, we can see what we were, could be.

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There he stood at my door
Waiting for me to join him 
In the secret room
I really didn’t know
That it wasn’t for him that I was going
He was being paid 
For me to please one of his friends
Here I was six years old


My best friend and I 
We knew each others pain
Yet we never talked about it
An unspoken understanding
We both just wanted to forget about it
She was my rock and I was hers
She was my voice of reason
I brought her out of her shell
Now she is gone and I am


As more memories come crashing in
Like intruders in the night
They are capturing my thoughts 
Breaking my heart 
I feel like I am falling apart 
Out of control 
Voices in my head tell me to go 
But I don’t want to
Even though 
I am 


I still have a little fight in me
I refuse to let go
Maybe that is the strength my therapist 
Sees in me
Even though I feel so weak
Broken down and beaten
I can’t even sleep
As I am slowly 


I try to smile 
I try to put on a happy face 
So the world won’t see
The sadness inside 
Yet this depression is getting hard to hide
I want to move on 
I want to find that happiness 
I once had a glimpse of
It is hard to see though
When I feel like I am 


So here again I am flashing back
This time I was seven
I said I wouldn’t go to the room
I wanted to play with my rabbit instead
So my dad he walked over
Picked up my rabbit and 
Snapped his neck
Then told me I could play with him
I didn’t cry I knew better than that
My heart was broken all the same
And as I come back to the present
I start to cry
For a little girl I have hidden inside
Then the voices get louder 
As I start


I want so bad to pick up the phone 
And call my grandma 
Lord knows she was more like a mom to me
Then I remember 
She has passed on 
And although I really miss her 
I know she would want me to carry on
Continue on my journey
To find peace & serenity
I know she wouldn’t want me to give in
So I stand and fight 
Even though 
I feel like heck 
So sad and depressed 
I hate myself more than anyone else
So maybe that is why I feel like 
I am 


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Naked and Ashamed -Part 2-

I need some time to reflect
To dive into my imagination…to ponder as I sink
Into my sea of thoughts and paradise...
I'm on a mission... 
To discover a previous prize
Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
If I could, I could surely give it to you...and fulfill your fantasies
If I could, I could invite you inside my mind...
If I could, I could make you fly away from the world's anxieties 
If I could, I could find
You treasure... Beyond measure 
This feeling has no has no specific label...
This feeling hunts me down like game...but I must remain capable 
Of saving myself and you of course...
Baby, don't get outtah course... You know what I mean
Baby, I want to know what's on your mind...I don't want to force
To answer me immediately...but I want the answer...

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
They all say it's greener on the other side of the barbwire fence...
Don't fence me in...with your powerful actions and love... I know you...I ain't dense 

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
Hey x3
You clothe me up...
What's up with you today?
I'm naked and ashamed
Turn the other way...
'Cause today is not the only day
I feel so damn afraid...
But hey x3
You make me feel whole
How was your day? 
Hopefully the sky wasn't a shade of gray 

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
I wanna make you happy for the rest of your life... And delete the strife
From your stressful, fast-pace life

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Sweet Little Mimi

Sweet little Mimi ran, up and down,
Here and there round and round,
Pink color ribbons, lacy frock,
"Mamma, mamma see my doll,
She calls me mamma when she plays,
I hold her hands like you do always".
"Mamma, mamma see her sing,
The way you do when I sleep".
Sweet little mimi swaying about,
My little princess playing with her doll.
"Mamma, mamma hear me out
see me playing with my doll.
My doll is pretty, with rosy lips,
Just like me with dimple on her cheeks".
Sweet little mimi played all day,
Ran up and down with her doll everyday

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A Family?

Five years ago, the pain began
What prompted it, I don’t understand.
Resentment and jealously, played a big part
Tearing and breaking, many a heart.

Hurt and confused, the family parted
Not really knowing, why it started.
Caught in the middle, needing some care
Turning to those, whose love they’d share.

No matter how hard, I try to get along
Everything I do, ends up so wrong.
Never being able, to ever satisfy
I’m tired of trying, and living a lie.

Maybe someday, together we’ll all be
It would be great, being a family.
For now we must take, things day by day
Hoping hearts will mend, along the way.

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She Ain't Better

She ain’t better
Than me.
The way you,
Treated me,
Is tragedy.

You love her, 
More than me.
I worked harder.
You ain’t do,
Nothing for me.
The way you,
Treated me
Is tragedy.

You love her,
More than me.
But you know
That she ain't
Better than me.

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A silver river down your face. You hang your heas in such disgrace. I've found you in this awful place. You've fallen from your spot of grace You've never cried in front of me, But now your weakness I do see. You cry and cry because of she, And all alone you want to be. I do refuse to leave your side. You are ashamned of how you've cried. You scream your wish that you had died, And here I come to be your guide. Never again will you walk alone. You now have love to call your own. You tried to cut rigt to the bone. You're caught tonight, tears on the phone. Let me hold you for this night. I will help you through this fight. Let us try with all our might. We'll sit here 'til you're alright. Now listen friend, and listen well. We'll walk together through this Hell. I promise you I'll never tell. Best friends forever, it ends well. Now you're in a happy place. I love that smile on your face. All of your pain we did erase. Live loving life, for it's no race.

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Looking Forward

If I could look back and see old perspectives
Nothing would seem quite the same
I’d walk through a village, of past mistakes
Longing to right yet they fall into blame
The breeze seems indifferent and clouds pass away
And the trees don’t quite fall like they should
I dreamt of the child and innocence played
Marking the ground with his name

Now the stars are mostly grown
The children now are brightly shown
To save what can’t rightly die 	
The past is gone and deep in space
Buried in the darkest place but hey
Reflections don’t lie.

If I could look back and watch myself living
I’d take back the bad things I did
But if we never played, that day in the grass
It can’t be worth living within

Now the stars are mostly grown
The children now are brightly shown
To save what can’t rightly die 	
The past is gone and deep in space
Buried in the darkest place but hey
Reflections don’t lie.

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A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.

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Kisses felt:
Moments lost. 
Priceless moments
Always cost.
Peace and love:
Childhood wishes.
Friends forever,
Like butterfly kisses,
Never last
More than a day,
Then they all
Fade away.
Dreams, like shoes,
Become too small
To fit our lives
When potential calls.
Kisses felt:
Moments lost.
Priceless moments
Always cost.
Is the price
Worth the pain?
Or worth the strength
We eventually gain?
Of course it is.
Just persevere.
Don't ever stop dreaming.
Don't live in fear.

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Birthday Rose

Introduction: A mother is such a wonderful poetry...She is the compass and blessing for her children and no matter what, in our hearts - she's the rose that never dies.

The moment I first opened my eyes, I saw your glowing face in shine You took me in your graceful arms, And poured my life in peaceful charm You sacrificed more than I can count, To raise me and strengthen my ground Every time you heard me scream, You took off from your every meal You fulfilled all my needs and dreams, You mean the world and more to me A teacher, a playmate, An answer, a guide of fate You reach out and pull me back, Whenever I get lost off track You love me like no other, Words just simply can’t explain, you are the best mother With you I never pretend, by your values I transcend You help me get my courage tight, You aid me to my wisdom right You are my loving mother, Someone I have to share my thoughts Always you know, always you care, Always you feel, always you heal Your tender smile lights up my life, From doubts that keep me captive at night Forever in my heart, you reside You care so much and feel so deep, You’re just everything I need I’m above grateful to have you in my life, As every time I think of you, I always feel revived.

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my child

you are
the only star on a cloudy night 
before its about to rain
the last calm wave coming in
before a hurricane
the brightest color in the sky 
when a rainbow's overhead 
the last tear in my eye
before I go to bed

you are 
the ray of sun that gives me hope
when showers plague the sky 
all the glowing little lights 
that we call fire flies 
the glistening of the winter snow 
on the coldest night 
you are my child 
and I am yours 
forever in the sky.

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the steps of boardwalk city

People are like cities
They’re beautiful at first
Cities are like people
They hold on to the worst
People are you and I 
We mirror most of the hurt

I don’t believe in quarters 
Pleasing wishing wells or 
That waterfalls’ never break flow
Children of ruins and run
With no place to go

I miss the things 
That I have forgotten
I can honestly say the most 
For the people who were brought to me 

And you should know
Bed time stories were nothing more than lies
And now you know
Why beggars and grown men with no homes 
Have the best stories to tell

People are like cities
They’re left in ruins 
Cities are like people 
They’re broken in places
I can honestly say the most 
For the people who were brought to me 

Catherine’s in tears 
But she lust for bachelors and ball room curtains
Rebecca moans 
But there no rose petals in this empty city 
Her mirror smiles and tells her she’s un-pretty
Sons of train stops
Children of rain drops 
Orphans of this boardwalk city
Words cannot heal your wounds 
But if helps your more than lovely

“Excerpts from a stranger’s journal”

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A boy and a girl

I remember the day I first saw her face on the school bus such an uneasy place
we both were shy it took months just to talk soon enough we would always walk
from the stop to her house were I d stand uneasy the sweat would pool in my right hand
One night late after school she came to my house I tried to be cool 
she asked if I would like to go out of course I did but I was nervous anxious filled with doubt

we spent a whole summer just hanging out some times I got so nervous I wanted to shout
I recall how she first placed her hand in mine I was sweating so bad I was losing my mind
the touch of her fingers in my sweaty palm gave comfort unknown and a relieving calm
I realize now she was just as scared but she seemed so calm ready and aware

she became my very best friend but even I knew the summer would end
before the fall came an took her away we spent time with each other everyday
a few weeks before school started again we went to the park are spot back then 
she looked in my eyes for ever it seemed I was confused and young I almost screamed
then she leaned towards me with the sweetest touch she said shed miss me very much
and then it happen her lips searched and found mine out in that moment it removed all doubt
an innocent peek between dearest of friends learning how such things have there ends
after school started that year she moved away I have not seen her since that day

Forever she holds a piece of my heart the innocents we shared was ours from the start
even tho Ive grown a lot since then that young love is for thick and thru thin
we never took not a thing from one another we held each other up learned from one another
I wonder if she thinks of me I think of her and lonely nights I hope she lives happily
youth is something you cannot keep I miss those days on the grass we would sleep 

somewhere inside the shy little boy waits for the day he might see that girl once again
the soul that taught me how to love and to be loved how to end and how to begin
I know ill never see her again I know its only memories something lost to the past 
if I would have known it would end that way and be over so quick so dam fast
I would have told her more of the true me maybe then Id feel whole at last
sweet first love I hope you find a life of love and find your faith in the god above
she will always been in my heart and mind and for now we must leave us behind

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I remember being a young girl 
Wanting to fit in 
Thinking pounds of makeup would make me pretty
So unsure of myself
With no self-esteem 
I had no clue 
That just being me 
Was more than enough
It was 


Wanting so bad to fit in 
I let myself believe that going by a different name
Would make me pretty
And make people want to be around me
So first I went by Gina, 
Then I changed the spelling to Gena 
Then to Jeanna 
Not realizing that no one really cares how it is spelled
And no matter what 
My real name is enough 
It is 

As I grew up 
I began to learn 
Isn’t about quantity
It’s more about quality
It was a lesson I had to learn on my own
Through a lot of abuse 
Being used most of the time
Yet among the users and abusers 
Without realizing it there was a few 
Who were true 
With them though it wasn’t about the makeup
The hair or the name 
It was about me 
The real me 
And from them and my family 
I learned that 
Just being my self is 


So Gina, Gena and Jeanna well they are gone
It’s Jean now 
And I am proud of that 
I am proud of who I am 
And even if I don’t have an army of friends 
The ones I do have 
I am happy to have because for the first time 
I can honestly say 
They are true friends 
Who like me for me
And that right there 
Is more than good it is


So now the makeup is minimal 
Just enough to enhance the beauty that is already there
I wear my hair however I like 
I don’t worry about fitting in 
I believe that if it is meant to be then 
It will be because I am being me
Not the person I used to think everyone wanted me to be
Now I know that 
While the fake me yeah she was pretty
Where the real me is more 
Because I am 


By: Jean Bonella Shular

Here is to being who you are and loving it. Not letting anyone tell you who you 
should be. Here is to being Beautiful.

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~ Falling ~

I was a little girl with so many dreams
Even through the worst of times
I kept my chin up and let 
My dreams keep me alive 
I was okay 
Until my dreams got crushed
And my worst fear came true 

~ Falling ~

With no dreams to lean on 
As I started to go throw the changes 
I was a teenager 
With a huge chip on my shoulder
If you weren’t with me you were against me 
I had many friends 
Yet most of them were superficial 
I never let anyone get too close. 
I was too afraid of 
~ Falling ~

As the years went by I slowly came into my own
I became a woman 
With many scars hidden inside 
Yet it seemed like one word shined brightly on my head
As so many times I thought I had found that one 
Someone only to find out 
That they weren’t that person I wanted them to be 
They were only taking advantage of me 
I didn’t understand why 
I seemed to keep 

~ Falling ~

Finally I moved back closer to home
I found an apartment and made it my home
I was doing well on my own 
Then I met You
First we were friends 
For three years our friendship grew and grew 
Then we both admitted 
The feelings we had for one another were 
Way more than friends 
So we began to date 
Then a few short months later we moved in together
And before we knew it 
Our wedding was here 
I started to feel secure 
I was starting to get over my fear of 

~ Falling ~

Then boom the bomb dropped and I caught 
A glimpse of someone I never knew you to be 
While you never raised a hand at me 
You never did anything to hurt me physically 
It’s your words though 
That cut right through me 
And it became apparent that we were never meant to be
More than friends 
Looking back I can see so many signs 
That before I couldn’t see 
And if I had known then what I know now 
I would never have begged you to stay 
The first time you wanted to walk out that door. 
Now you are gone and here I am 
Moving on 
At first I didn’t think I could 
I thought my world was ending 
I couldn’t see that a new chapter in my life was just 
And while I will always love you 
That love has changed 
It is not as deep anymore 
As I am 

~ Falling ~

Out of love with you

By: Jean Shular 

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Cant build a thing
The chains holding me down
Have slowly rotted over time
I need a soul that carries on through the pain (when the walls start collapsing again)
Give me a heart the ceases to fail
Despite the infection within

Dont take for granted this world we live in
Nevermind the fragile dirt we all end in

Time has had its way with me
The trail ive walked down
Has Fastly Deteriorated
I need a soul that carries on through the pain (when the walls start collapsing again)
Give me a heart that ceases to fail
Despite what you will find in me

Dont take for granted this world we live in
Nevermind the fragile dirt we all end in

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All I'll ever be is who I've been.
If I change a thing, it's only now and then.
There's still a little boy in me.
You can find him anytime you want to see.
He'll hold your hand, and he'll understand
the feeling you've been going through.
When you need a friend
He will be the bestest friend you ever knew.

All you'll ever know in knowing me.
Is someone who'll love you like love's meant to be.
I've seen the little girl in you,
I know she loves all the little things I do.
She could warm my heart, or tear it apart,
And she might do it with a grin.
But when I need a friend, 
she will be the bestest friend there's ever been.

Picture your life
walking down a country lane
Never caring where you will go.
Picture yourself
Walking with your bestest friend,
Always knowing you're not alone.

All I'll ever give is all you see.
If I changed too much, you could never find me.
I'm still the little boy I've been,
Not long ago, he still comes out now and then.
He will hold your hand, 
And he'll understand the feeling you can never show.
And when you need a friend,
He will be the bestest friend you'll ever know.

When you need a friend 
He will be the bestest friend you'll ever know.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa

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Bully part 4 (Final)

Flashback to '95 one year before you were born.
You know what happened to your momma involving all the hate?
Love's in the air, at least that's what she thinks.
Right around the corner she got raped and you soon to be born.

Come back to reality and now you're breathing through a tube with a damp cloth on your
"Pulse is back to normal" is what you hear.
What you see you can't believe!
He's right there next to you praying like monk!
Was this a trick? He. Of all people.....was praying for you?
Start to shake but you know you're a different person now.
Your heart reaches out to touch him and it says thanks.

You're a different person now.
No strings behind my masterminded plans.
Not even a henchman to do your dirty work.
I kill, I murder, I slaughter all in real time and just in time for dinner time.
I'm stilling working at this hour? How many dead bodies have I collected?
I don't remember a thing. Just the game being turned off by my mom.

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My eyes open to only shut again,
As for my heart gains speed,
Only to someday stop.
Tears come and tears go,
Waiting for the next down pour.
They say a heart grows,
Perhaps for the most pain possible
when It finally shatters…
Love and hate, passed through us all.
A life is born, while a new death arises.
Why be born into a world of pain?
You learn to grow numb and weak anyway..

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Fiddlin with Riddlin

Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline,
This big regiment of my medicine
Got my skeleton jigglin like gelatin
Fiddlin with this riddlin, this wigglin
Its crippilin, when i begin quibblin,
Over scribblin, this high is dwidlin
Do you remember when
I would rip off heads of Polly pockets
Stick a knife in the faulty wall socket
And be hiding in my sister's closet
for six hours to her scream, "Michael Stop It!"

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Dream Big

~ Dream Big ~ It is hard to believe Sixteen years have passed Since the day you were born A bundle of joy The apple of your Dad’s eyes Your Mom’s little princess Her baby girl I knew it then and I know it now You are special Always will be The sky has no limit Neither does the Stars, Sun or Moon You will go far I know you will Be who you want to be and ~ Dream Big ~ Over the years you have grown Into a beautiful young lady Full of love Compassion and Kindness I love you so very much The sky has no limit Neither the Stars, Sun nor Moon You will go far I know you will Be who you want to be and ~ Dream Big ~ Here is to you One of the most beautiful girls I the world While some may say I am partial to you I know it is true Just keep being you The sky has no limit Neither the Stars, Sun nor Moon You will go far I know you will Be who you want to be and ~ Dream Big ~ It’s your sweet sixteen However nothing is as sweet as you I love you so much I love you like my own You will always be The apple of your Daddy’s eyes Your Mom’s little princess Her baby girl Yet you are growing up so quick I wish nothing but the best for you I believe in you The sky has no limit Neither the Stars, Sun nor Moon You will go far I know you will Be who you want to be and ~ Dream Big ~ Happy Birthday Michelle Love Aunt Jean

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The Stone

I think i might write a letter
to someone that i havent
talked to in a while
Ill lay it beside her stone
the stone i brought for her
when i was really young
Ill wait until she writes back
Falling asleep on the cold ground
Waking up in the fog

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Salem Time

Days of your youth are long gone, yet some things take us back . . .
Memories impressed forever like leaves in a book, 
In our mind's silent track.

A cottage was our home for a week, when our parents got the time . . .
It was another world which opened for us,
As we got away from the city's bustle and grime.

We slept upstairs; the attic was warm, as so was the woodburning stove . . . 
Breakfast was pancakes, eggs, and sausage,
Prepared with the salt of our parents' love.

The rooms were few but airy, outside was where we wanted to be . . . 
For this was our special playland place,
Amidst the trees, birds, and humming bees.

The lake, the sand, the pier so old; a swim in the water's deep blue . . .
Remembering the badminton and volleyball games,
And who tried to outscore who.

Having to walk back on the dark and lonely road at night . . .
From the fish fry, in our festive summer shorts,
Making our way to the cottage, by the beam of an old flashlight.

Those days of youth were filled with fun; carefree days of love and rhyme . . .
Though we are young no longer, we keep treasured memories,
Only in Salem Time.

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Lost 2 the GAME

Now since a youngin my people always pushed me to the side.
Never gave me anything but i never ever cried.
There was only one person who was right there by my side.
Know i'd never love another at that moment that she died.
But i kept going, got out on the streets and i kept grown.
Kept planting my feet like some seeds, you could say i kept sowing.
That was my grandmother, the only one who kept me strong.
The only one who kept me out the street from doing wrong.
I couldn't let it get me down, it had to make me stronger.
That just meant i had to struggle for a little longer.
Now i'm out here in these streets learning types of agriculture.
while i'm bagging up some dimes of this marijuana.
Plus i was doing chemistry and i was also learning math
because in the streets is where i learned two quarters make a half.
It's where i learned that grimy people try to take your stash.
That's why i couldn't play around i had to save some cash.....

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Swoop the Ptetodactyl

Swoop the Pterodactyl
Copyright Corinne Curcio July 29, 2008

I had a lot of Beanie Babies
When they were in style
Those little dust collectors
Always made me smile

But there’s a very special one
With whom I’ll never part
Reminding me of when I was young
And dreams sang in my heart

Swoop the Pterodactyl
Watches over me
From atop his aerie
He’s carefree

I thought I’d search for fossils
Travel to distant lands
Excavating dinosaurs
Is what I’d always planned 

But life had other ideas
Or maybe it was me
Why try to reach beyond my grasp
For what can never be?

Swoop the Pterodactyl
Watches over me
From atop his aerie
He’s carefree

The grownup is in charge now
But sometimes the child escapes
I sit astride his back
Flying over Cretaceous landscapes
And we glide…. we glide

When I see him on my shelf
I feel a little ache
Perhaps burying my dreams
Was a very big mistake

Can I dig them up again?
A paleontologist at last?
But do I really want to 
Start sifting through the past?

Swoop the Pterodactyl
Watches over me
From atop his aerie
He’s carefree

And we glide, we glide....

This is actually a song

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A Cherub's Last Dance

I took your heart to let you see
What my soul use to be
The selfless kind without a trace
Of remorse or distaste
Can I wither where I was?
Taking nothing leaving cause
I was needed for the task
Of handling souls from the past

Can you dance the Cherub’s Swing?
Leaving behind everything
Never feeling the warmth of hands
After the Cherub’s Last Dance

Was it wrong for the love
To be done before it sung?
Am I right 
To take flight
Can I even pass the night?
Too much judgment on our part
Ripping everyone apart
Keeping tight a faithless system
Holding on when she kissed him

Can we dance the Cherub’s swing?
Celebrating like we’re kings
Rejoicing till we’ve had enough
Hoping to be the next seraphs

Sworn to guard the smallest forest
The tree of life is still upon us
Tempting fate I let them pass
Knowing life will never last
Pass eternities we see
There’s only us that forever be
Am I wrong to let them through
Can I see what will be you?

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A Soldier woithout a Cause

A man of war is only complete when fulfilling a mission, he is born a leader but 
he requires in his youth much guidance and direction, his duty of truth is not to 
murder but to offer protection

A master of survival and of weaponry but he is deficient in the arts of  betrayal and 
confession, 21 shots and 6 feet down is almost always his only submission, 
stare deep into his eyes still you will find no expression, but do not be fooled  
within is heart is a raging flood of emotion 

In a catastrophe he acts without question while most are caught at an 
intersection, but take away his purpose and watch the empire swiftly transform 
into recession, Angels with dirty faces the punisher persuades, the wicked can 
not be saved in a world of ghosts, 

Foxes with tongues that spit words of fire reign with senseless trails of blood, oh, 
how quickly in battle does the fabricated legion lose its morale, and a soldier 
without cause knows that what he's been fighting for is not what he thought at all, 
and the one he's been following is soon to fall 

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   Ponytails and blue jeans 
Sat at Papaw's knee, 
Watching as he whittled 
On old branches from a tree. 
    And while he talked of cowboys 
And big old Texas ranches, 
He trimmed away the rough spots, 
While I dreamed of pony dances. 

     A wild stick horse remuda 
Began to run and play,
With every loving stroke,  
As he peeled the bark away.
     Using his "Old Timer"  
And carving in my brand, 
The best that he could find
And cut and shape with his own hand. 

     Now, each one of them was special,
And I felt I was too, 
As they kicked up dust behind 
This cowgirl buckaroo. 
     With reins of pink hair ribbon, 
Shoe strings and baling twine, 
There was "Buckin' Birch" and "Oakie," 
And "Ole Sticky" made of pine, 

     "Sassafras," and "Blackjack," 
"Willow," "Blaze," and "Scat," 
I never did corral 'em -- 
I just left 'em where they sat. 
     But next mornin', on the front porch, 
'stead of roamin' wild and free, 
They'd found their hitchin' rail, 
‘cause Papaw lined 'em up for me. 
     Along our trails together 
There were many lessons learned, 
Like bein' a cowboy through and through 
Is something that you earn 
     We'd partner up together, 
And team up in cahoots,
Once he defied my Mama,
Bought me red cowboy boots. 

     And often, when I wondered 
What to do on down the road, 
He'd always tell me, "little girl, 
When you get there you will know," 
     Sometimes you have to let things go, 
Sometimes you stand and fight, 
And anything worth doin', 
Is still worth doin' right. 

     With my wild stick horse remuda, 
We rode the range for miles, 
I knew I'd won my Papaw's heart 
By the way he'd laugh and smile, 
     I still have his sweat-stained Stetson, 
His boots, and his old knife, 
Sometimes I take them out 
Just to measure up my life. 
     And hold him closer to my heart, 
And know I have to try, 
To live up to the honor 
Of the wonder-days gone by. 
     On my stick horse remuda,
I learned the cowboy way, 
I’d give up everything I own 
To ride with him today. 

    My wild stick horse remuda 
Was quite the varied band, 
Born and bred with me in mind 
And trained by his own hand. 
     I’m longing for the legends, 
And the way we used to roam, 
With my wild stick horse remuda, 
And the man that we called "Home." 

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Stay Young

Sleeping peacefully without a care at all
Little do you know that we're all gonna fall Down, way down So young and careless You have no awareness All you do is eat and play You don't understand what we have to say It must be nice to young like you Once upon a time I was young too But then I grew older And the world grew colder I wish it was still the same way I wish the young and careless days would stay No one could break your heart No one could tear you apart You didn't worry about war All the problems you could ignore Cause you didn't know That your parents money was running low You didn't know you would have no home How could you have known? It must be nice to be that age So full of love, you have no real rage I was that age once upon a time Then I grew up and knew what it was like when you didn't have a dime To worry, would you eat the next night Wondering, will everything be alright? Will you survive? Or will the next morning come and you'll no longer be alive What it's like to have a broken heart What it's like to be torn apart What it's like be all alone What it's like to feel unkown But you are too young to know Though there's much time until you grow So enjoy what time you have still I hope that you will Kid, stay happy, you have nothing to worry about But know, when you don't get what you want, don't scream and shout Cause in life you don't always get everything you want And you'll learn that one day I have nothing left to say I just wish I was younger again I wish I could rewind five years, or ten So stay young while you can Cause you can't be young again

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Big Sister

If her pain serves to please you
She is all out of words
If her joy won’t amuse you
Her trust will be reserved
She’s begun to realise
That she’s not all at fault
Deep beneath those hate-filled words
She sees your true revolt

Oh such verbal skill you have
Howls harsh reality
As deep beneath the silence
Screams your veracity
Buried ashes of someone
Who hasn’t even wilted
She’s still alive, so don’t give up
Connections are just jilted

Wade through the stupidity
of your churlish stubborn ways
That negative energy
To get you through the days
Rummage for responses
Slave labour you can keep
Contagious as those bitter words
Adrenaline pumps deep

Pull in those reigns that haunt you
Take off your amour now
Bite your nails down to the quick
This hurt you should allow
Be sorry, please recognise
All those wasted chances
Now they’re gone, and it’s too late
All-in wicked glances
Comments shoot straight to the bone
Leave scars the blades so sharp
Immune to those words she’s known
Leave pin pricks in her heart

To peel away in the heat
Leave her raw and exposed
Naked, pour out empty threats
Words are super imposed
Skin etches out the journey
Grows each autumn and spring
Overbearing bitterness 
Twisted comments brewing
You will not admit but some days you miss her
Your partner in crime, your big sister

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Ho Ho Ho

Go to sleep 
Go to sleep
My little ones

Or Santa
Just won't come

For he knows when you are awake
For He knows when you are asleep

Close your weary eyes now
And I'll go take a little peek

Tap Tap Tap
Upon the roof

It's santa coming 
For I hear reindeer's hoofs

Hush Hush now
Don't say a word

Better hurry 
And fall fast to sleep
Or he just may leave you a big turd

Let sugar plums
Dance in those pertty little heads

As I made sure
Santa was nice and fead

Cookies and milk
With nothing else

Oh thank you my dear Lord
For this nice little cord

For they are fast to sleep
Now I can go back to bed
And count my own lost sheep

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We are young and try to be, Independent and free.
Got the world beneath our feet, they took our innocence to keep.
These the men of old, who swapped their hearts for shining gold.
Now they try to steal our souls to wrap around their brittle bones.
Locked in chambers made of stone, their children they beg to play alone.
Wrapped up tight in broken ropes, they pray for guns instead of hope.

But we found love, we will thrive, despite the lies that you deny.

And we will end what you begun. Turn our backs onto the sun.
We run through the night fighting for our sacrificial right.
And we howl to the moon, like it is what we were born to do.
And when we hear the gypsy's chant, we stand up tall and dance.
When the sun begins to rise, we bow our heads and close our eyes.
Because we are young and try to be, independent and free.

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ERSTWHILE(naga-uta lyric form)

      Sitting here,I dream
Those Summer days of my youth,
       Life was slower then -
     Holidays,so full of sun
       Time, just drifted by,
Daylight lasting,oh so long -
       Days stretched into weeks
Carefree as we ventured forth
Growing up,was simpler then.

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Used to look through child’s eyes
Used to stare at star ridden skies
Used to smile at silly sounds
Used to dream of the future’s bounds

Used to play in the thicket of my mind
Used to search for a place to hide
Used to act like story book heroes
Used to count from 100 back to zero

Used to hold my breath till my face was bright red
Used to believe all the words that everyone said
Used to want a big house and brand new car
Used to hope that I could someday set the bar

Used to use my imagination
Used to use that motivation
Now being used by my frustration
Of being used by my own generation

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
All our resources from bottom to top

Used to sit up all hours of the night
Used to believe that people were alright 
Used to think that we could still pull through
Used to think that everybody knew

Used to have faith in the ‘truth’
Used to see their words as proof
Used to hide these tears I’d cry
Used to hold my head up high

Used to think I had a grasp
Used to disguise myself with a plastic mask
Used to act like there was no problem
Used to hypocritically mock any and all of ‘em

Used to use their aspiration
Used to use their motivation
Now they use their investigation
To bind us to their administration

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
But when will this mass consumption ever stop?

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Route 66

Hey kids get out in the car !
Dad, are we going very far ?
You don't ask, I won't tell...
We're going crazy, oh well.

Got to get out on the road...
to forget that heavy load !
It winds from Chicago to L.A.
Route 66 is where you should play.

Our '63 Buick is the car we drive...
takes lots of gas to keep it alive.
Has luxury and that ain't all...
its got a 445 that just will not stall !

Dad said look out the window...
see the USA while we go.
Gotta see it before its gone,
look there's a spaceship on that lawn !

You see everything on the Mother Road...
A blue whale and a giant horn toad.
In motor courts and wigwams you sleep,
buy postcard so memories you keep.

Now it's a little out of the way...
but more fun than the toll way.
See how America used to be,
when it was fun to be free !

There's mountains and lots of funny rocks,
sand and a canyon like a box.
Old drive inns and out door movies...
drink a malt and feel so groove.

I'd lay up on the window deck...
wave to trucks till the're a speck.
Love to look at old car and trucks...
saw armadillos, buffalo and bucks.

Had a lot of fun on the way !
We're almost to the coast and L.A.
So get your kicks...
drive on Route 66 !

                                        To the fond memory of car trips when I was a kid.

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The Day The Angels Came

I see her image sitting over there, all alone
Streaming tears running down her cheeks, on her face
Her soft little whimpering voice, a babies tone
I remember when she said c'mon daddy, let's have a race
It was her first time that she played, in the yard outside
I still recall her great big smile, on her tiny face
And the tears that ran down her cheek, when she cried
Because she tore her brand new dress, with the pink lace

She always was my little Angel, my only child
But I still cry when I remember, how mommy died giving birth
But those pains somehow went away, when my baby smiled
Oh how it was so cute that day, she caught a fish
It was only three inches long, but to her it was just something sticky
And how she loved taking flowers, to her Mommy's grave
She always made me smile and laugh, when she said daddy
Mommy's stone needs some paint, that it's old and gray

Oh! I still recall that dark sad day, when the Angels came
And how they took my baby girl, along home with them
Oh how the stars did shine that night, up in the sky
And how the day was dark, when we buried her
Now all I have are memories, of her smiling face
In the photograph hanging on the wall, and beside my bed
Oh how my tears did fall that day, the Angels came
And when they took my baby girl, home with them

My heart did break that dreadful day, by a truck
As she ran out to get her ball, into the street
And when I picked her up she hugged my neck, where she was struck
I held her so tight to me, rapped in a sheet
She said daddy it'll be o.k., as I wiped blood from her feet
She said mommy says we'll be waiting, with God in heaven
I'll never forget how my heart was broke, there in the street
That day I lost my pride and joy, to some drunken men

Oh! I still recall that dark sad day, when the Angels came
And how they took my baby girl, along home with them
Oh how the stars did shine that night, up in the sky
And how the day was dark, when we buried her
Now all I have are memories, of her smiling face
In the photograph hanging on the wall, and beside my bed
Oh how my tears did fall that day, the Angels came
And when they took my baby girl, home with them

Oh! I still recall that dark sad day, when the Angels came
And how they took my baby girl, along home with them
Oh how my tears did fall that day, the Angels came
And when they took my baby girl, home with them

This Is a sad song, Not a true story

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Devil's Roar

Talking in the kitchen,
Family is sitting on the counter joking around,
One of us feels singled out,    
From the counter pulls he you off and your head meets the grout,

Suddenly you get up, start laughing, and the rest join. 
You become possessed and stab him in the back,
First can't tell what with but something with a point,
Suddenly we all become victims of attack,
You strike over and over until until he's on the floor,
You do an uncanny impersonation of the devil as you roar

Environment has changed and we're surrounded by strangers,
They had come to witness a comedy show but now they're in danger,
They all scatter and run for their lives,
Escaping into fake staircases, walls, a few run just running no where in strides,

Somehow I just stand there, watch it happen,
No fear in me that I may become part of this,
I tell myself I need this info for the therapist,
No fear that I may be at risk,
Witnessing a demonic demonstration,
You want loved ones to feel intimidation.

Then I woke up..
Glad my reality doesn't get me all choked up
Childhood memories can be brutal and somewhat faux
I'm learning more and more I have a hard time letting them go

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Miss Kelsey Louisa

			Miss Kelsey Louisa is only 5 years old.

but she’s figuring out a lot of things about life.

		she knows more than when she was only 4 years old.

Kelsey knows about love.

	it’s the way her dog Sandy chases a laughing squirrel

	its also the way mama smiles when she gets a letter from daddy

Kelsey knows about unfairness too.

	this one is the way mama calls her for dinner right when she’s almost to the middle of
her cherry tootsie roll pop that she saved from the doctor’s office

	its also the way Molly tripped her in the park when Kelsey didn’t share

Kelsey understands nervousness.

	it’s the way a deer looks when it gets caught eating the roses in the garden

	maybe its also the way people sometimes twitch…a cracking of the 	knuckles, a pacing of
the floor, a tapping of the foot, even a clenching and 	unclenching of the lips

oh, and Kelsey understands death too.

	this one is the jingling of the phone during dinner
	they aren’t supposed to answer it, but sometimes they just have to

	death is also the sound of the emptiness coming from the broken clock on 	Kelsey’s
bedroom wall

all these and more Miss Kelsey Louisa knows.

				except for one.

			just one.


	is it the smell of burning cookies?
	or maybe the flash of a jolt she feels when someone sneaks up on her 	during hide-and-seek?

	or what if it was the time when her favorite color crayon snapped in two?  	what an
awful, awful, desolate noise that was…

Kelsey knows about happiness.

	this one is easy!

	the shade of the yellow ribbon on the head of a mannequin in the nearby 	clothing store

	happiness is sunshine, painted fingernails, sticky sweet watermelon juice 	running down
her face, sand castles, and twirling till she’s dizzy and the 	entire planet pirouettes
around her

	but most of all,
	happiness is the way Kelsey felt when her daddy came home and hugged 	her

	his camouflage uniform and boots were gleaming

			Miss Kelsey Louisa is only 5 years old.

but she knows a lot of things.

			many more than when she was 4.

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what does it mean to "scream"?
is it simply to raise your voice?
or is it something you do, not a sound you make?

It is not my nature. I won't raise my voice like that.
This is my "scream".

i'll put every ounce of my energy into my promise.
i won't ever give up! you can't make me!
even if i'm all alone, i'll fight until it's over.

there's an explosion in the sky.
god is dead! rejoice!
freed of your shackles of fairytales and blinded faith,
lead the way to a revolution!

This is my silent "scream".
My head held high, pride uncaged and diffidence slain.

as long as the chance exists, as long as there's hope
i'll keep chasing my dream
the day i made a promise to you was the day the cogs began to turn
the day when color suddenly burst into my life!
i know i won't emerge from the road unharmed
but, no matter what, i won't step out of the ring.

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morning sun

this is just another story of a brand new mystery
just departed on this adventure full of smiles an lunarcay
bells ringing in my head

feeling giddy as a school boy skipping down streets two n frow
the morning sun is like a drug that brings me near
to the world that i hold dear

let go of my baloons and see them rise
higher and higher into the heavens
then im sad it like the shining

it looks like the rain is comming
drowning out the white hot sun
lost in a world of make beleive 
so i take my leap of faith
where is leads
 no way of knowing

pink elephants orange fountains
spray water over the tree line
switching colours playfully
without knowing its time for bed now
pack up my toys and go home to mum
and as the tree line shades out the mid morning sun
im like a space man up there having fun

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Unfortunate Son

I know I've hurt some people
Too many ways for me to tell
They send me tears and letters
I never meant to be in this hell

I walk a long and lonesome road
There's a million pounds on my back
I should've been successful and happy
But I ended up losing sight of the track

To my mother, I lied because I needed it
To my father, I never meant to be this way
To my siblings, I never meant to let you down
I only tried to live life and get by each day

It was all too good to be true
I always thought it would last
I guess I got what I deserved
I just wish it didn't go by so fast

I know I've hurt some people
Too many ways for me to tell
They send me tears and letters
I never meant to be in this hell

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Little baby,so snugly sleep
sweet dream,dear child,no longer weep,
in these arms slumber deep;
Dearest ,darling,beloved child,
so innocent,so meek and mild,
we in wonder,beguiled;
Precious,perfect in miniature,
voicing gurgled thoughts so pure,
in these arms slumber sure;
A gift from heaven,all suppose,
blessed in this quiet repose,
safe,secure,as you doze.

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Happy Mother DAy EVA what would you be

Mother day what would you be the mirror of or minds
would you shatter like a mirror of our face if  the 
sticks and stones broke your heart or would all the
kings men put you back again, would you be a 
ballerine dance''s in the sky just to say HI. would
you fight on for the women on Mothers DAy or 
would you be president, with cuts of  glass on
your face and lance our hearts, would all the
creator men but all the people on paradise
back together again.would you roll the dice
even for men, for a mother on mothers day
is for all the presidents and men, soldiers
we need, would you teach to forgive, what
would you do on FAther DAy. no cost from
I and yes yets have FAther DAy also, a 
endearment in clouds for spirit of pure
love man s treasure the spirit , the creator

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The Bell

Can you hear the bell ringing in your ears?
You're on the floor looking at your girl kissing another guy, so what you gonna do now?
You stand up and put your dukes up!
No person can ever win if they always give up!
You tell yourself you're not afraid but you know it's a lie.
He throws another punch but it doesn't connect.
The entire world slows down and now you feel like you did in first grade when you beat up
twelve guys all by yourself.
The fight resumes *BOOM* he's on the floor bleeding a flowing river.
Your "girl" run next to you, you wanna hit her too but you know that's not the right thing to do.
So all you say is, " the bell's about to ring."

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Alanis morisette

I know you got my letter 
from years ago
the one about all my problems 
and the crush i had on you
about my dresser and my mispelled name
and what slide meant to me and why

I should be accountable
but im not sure what im supposed to do
ive heard you
and understand your sick of your voice and why
ive even tried joining your fan club
but i think that fell through

I told u about my friend sherri shepherd and her family
and how they blindly ylead eachother 
but im not allowed to be her friend

Im not sure what id do if i was in your shoes
recieving a letter from a child fan
telling a stranger their suicidal tendencies
and molestations and abuse at home
and their witchcraft circle and strange experiences that involved
making love to a famous artist before their career had changed

its like unexplainable to me
what you are
a reminder of a mother figure i never knew
a saving grace when the angels seemed soo far away
and i understand all of ur lyrics from im not ur mother 
i diont carry you in my womb for nine months
to not the doctor
and now i wonder if im like an adopted 27 year old 
life lesson 
object to crave 
side project 
you never wanted but got handed
and passed with flying colors

even though a few of your lyrics are two edged swords
im not sure what i wrote and sent off to you
but by the time you read it and wrote that song a lot had changed

i spoke of love like yours
and the help i needed and how i was fascinated with you
things i needed help with no one else could
i dont remember what i wrote
i think i wrote marilyn manson one too

Thank you
we bruised eachother
and i know you did a lot more for me
an object to crave?
its there u know...and it might not be me
but if u want one and u cant find one
i can help u look, or show u places to start

life is strange
i cant fathom the loops we sent eachother through
and who knows what anymore
but thank you soo much

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Old Wise-Tales

Somedays I think back to my 
Grandmother, my mother,
My daddy and all the things 
I so many times heard them say.

I can recall them as tho I heard them
Again on yestersday.
They were always telling us children
Things to do to help us become
Matured adults.

They tried to keep us healthier
So we would live as long as we should
I remember so often
My grandmother saying
Keep heat in your body
And don't get chilled.
Put something around your neck
And something on your head.

I remember daddy warming our shoes
In frount of the big gas heater
As we got ready for school.

He knew our feet would get cold on the bus
For there wasn't heat to accommodate us back then
And the warmth would remain in our shoes
As least part of the way to the school.
Mother would always correct us
For she was that kind
Daddy would tell her 
Keep those girls in line.

We had meals together
That was the house rule
You ate at the table
Like your were suppose to do.

You didn't back talk
And carry a rude nature
Or you had a sore spot
Right where mother placed it.

Oh if only I could go back then
And just enjoy the whole thing 
All over again.

Tho tempting it would be
I wouldn't want to stay there 
For I have to tell these wise-tales
To my son's children.
They will have to know them
So they can tell them 
To their children's children.

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It's Tough

It's tough to be a teenager no one really knows 
What the pressure is like at school so this is how it goes.
I wake up every morning and stare into this face 
I want to be good looking but i feel like a disgrace.
My friends they seem to like me if i follow through with their dare.
But when i try to be myself they never seem to care.
My mom, well she keeps telling me i got to make the grade 
While both my parents say they love me it slowly seems to fade.
It seems like everyone i NOW is trying to be so cool 
And every time i try i end up just a fool.
Maybe if i could make the team I'll stand out in the crowd.
If they see how hard i try i know they would be proud.
Sometimes i really get so low i want to cash it in 
My problems are really bad if i think back on how life has been.
At times i'm lost and wonder what to do 
I wonder where could i go, who can i talk to 
It's tough to be a teenager sometimes life's not fare
i just wish i had somewhere to go and someone to really CARE!

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You took me home, I drink to much because of you my livers turn to dust
You got me high my lungs have quit for the last time.
And because of you my obsession grows more and more with each passing day.
I do it more to feel the high but it just won’t come back to me. 
I tried to walk but it’s so hard I just end up on my back staring into the sky.
You came to me to help me back onto to my feet.
And helped walk me back to the car even with my resistance you took me home.
I’m sick of the things you have said and done while leaving me high and dry.
I’m so messed up from what you've said and I’m on the brink of dieing out, of 
this place you call my home.
I’ve tried to make since of all the things you have said to me, But it is impossible 
to stay on track. Some people shouldn’t be alive. That’s how I feel.
Like I’m not needed in this life, even though it might hold something I should 
I’ve never searched these things in mind that should be found, but yet apparently
unattainable to keep track, it’s almost impossible to grab a hold of the thing that 
are most vital to your life. 
When you are in a life where all you do is getting smashed and seared. And you 
try and try to help me up, but you took one move… You took the one wrong move...
You took me home. Because of you my life now sucks!
And it’s now whirling out of my control 
I feel I’m fading from this place that you have brought me to 
So take my away from here I need not to see your face in front of mine 
So get away... away from me!
Why is it when you call my name, I’m put in a state of misery
I’m am so perplexed, can’t see straight
I’ve tried to go and find my-self it's just so frustrating
I can’t take the fact that you entered my life at an age that I do not know
And I try to ask my-self what can I do to help me out of this awful state
Of misery.
Than you made an effort to help me up, but then I see a whole new being and it’s 
not you but somewhat else… I see… I see My-self!?!
I think I helped my soul from this death I think that I have come to my sixth 
senses and have turned my life around.
But you still make that one last go to start this all another time
You took me home with this agony
And I ask you one last time why did you make my life this living hell!?!

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Sleep child sleep bright
as Dream comes an' sits beside
to rock you in her gossamer wings
an' Ariel from the cowslip's bell, now lightly sings
Sleep child sleep bright
The moon flashes on you her silver light
an' sprinkles a beauty unmistaken
of sweet innocence an' silken charms from heaven
Sleep child sleep bright
Hope comes in her flight
Her feathered fingers tenderly at your hair
Lo! golden she turns them, an' stars strewn in the air!
Sleep child sleep bright
Titania's seen dancing in the faint sight
Roses bright hued, in her sun gold arms
Here she comes, to breathe into you her faerie charms!
Sleep child sleep bright
Sleeping beauty in joyous delight
 treads softly now her  feet light
to kiss you baby a sweet goodnight
Sleep child sleep bright!

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One Day

We've been through
Roughening waves,
But we sat and never threw
Ourselves out of furious rave.

One day my heart
Will be glad that
We haven't yet fallen apart
And are not as sad as before.

Our time was like a boat...
No matter where we went,
Our time was well spent,
Even while we continuously float.

One day you'll be as happy
As you were in that rural place.
We'll together repair our broken vase.
You and I were inseparable friends...

So I wished it didn't end.
Our bond has been fragile
For quite some while.
I've been thinking of ridding it...

Though I know
I'll resolve it all somehow.
So I hope you will accept the flora
I shall give to you one day...

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snow falling

there is snow falling all over the ground,
on trees, benches and even a childs head.
snow falls every winter you see,
it brings happyness to some people,
that like to be joyful and jolly.

Snow faling is a feeling for christmas,
 and gets us in the right spirit for the holidays.
snow is such a magical thingy,
and if u just don't believe,
then ask frosty - the snow man- lol

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the dancing machines
please stay away from everyone's knees
you very nasty


Please please please
stay away from especially
my knees you very nasty 
and honorable theives


so please fly off to those daisies
for these these these are the only way I want it to

{ bee's }

Little Song Jenny And I came Up When She Was 4 LOL 
Thanks All For Stopping

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's Contest
Funnest-hardest Poem Ever

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No Matter What

I remember a time when each day was long,
When the world was a playground and my life a song.
And I flutter through the years with barley a care,
Ignoring the future and what waited there.

School was intriguing and filled with delights,
I played away daytimes and dreamed away nights.
My parents assures me I had nothing the fear,
And that no matter what happened they’d always be here.

But little I knew of a world outside home, 
Where tradgedy, sorrow, and murder would roam.
All I saw was blue skies, rainbows, and stars.
I looked past destructions of buildings and cars.
As a child my biggest concern was just me,
I had to be happy I had to be free.
And if I had to be content I would not shed a tear.
Because no matter what I would still be here.

But as I gorw up darkness starts to sit in 
My bright world has turned into concrete and tin.
I now see the violence I looked past before,
My friends start to die and ny heart hits the floor.

Deadly dieases claimed people I loved,
There are landfills below me and pollution above.
I often think back when life was just a game, 
But no matter what it will never be the same.

There are days when I… I just want to break down and howl,
To give up completely 
To throw in the towl

But I hold my head high and I push my way through, 
Because I have so much to give and so much to do.
And I make a vow that though it will be hard,
I’ll go on with a smile and play every card.

I’ll give all I can, help others and love
And the strength I don’t have will come from above.
So come take my hand and through darkness we will sail 
And if we stand together we can’t fail!

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Guess What

I've been pushed down, beat down, knocked out
I've been laughed at, picked at, talked about,
I've been shoved, stared at, 
But guess what....
I made it.

I'm still here
Despite the tears
That fell.
Through all the years
Of hate from my peers,
Guess what yall...
I made it.

You can push me down and try to make me weak
But I'll stand back up
Because I'm strong.
You can talk about me
And I'll turn the other cheek
And simply walk away
Because I'm strong.

I've been to Hell,
Pushed down and fell
But I got back up
And I'm here.
You tried to knock me down, 
With your "better than thou"
And your "half-breed, mixed thing,
Nobody wants you here"
But guess what....
I'm still here.

I'm not going anywhere
So if you don't want me here
Then I suggest you pack up
And leave.
I have rights just like you
And despite what you do
I'm still strong and I know
This is my home.

So if you want to throw a fit
Be my guest, I'll just sit
And wait for you to finish
And then laugh.
I won't pay you back
For the things that you did.
But I'll fight for what's mine
Til the end.

This goes out especially to all of my mixed people out there. As a biracial individual, I've 
been through it all too. However, I don't want to limit this to just mixed people. This also 
goes out to anyone who has overcome any situation. It takes a lot to look at those who are 
kicking you and stand your ground instead of retaliating or running. Keep ya head up!

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black mold

a hint of lime
brings back the time
when we were young and stupid
we loved like children
in the rain
i wish we only knew it
we walked for miles on 
eighty proof spiced rum
we found no answers
the shag green carpet 
told the truth about alien landers

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers

well we slept above the cigarette store
all on separate couches
we ran a tab
for beer and cigs
and hit four hundred dollars
bored to death
but still alive
we drove right out of town
chris got pulled over
and a dui
and then my car broke down

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers

brent and i stayed in a room
that rented by the hour
drank Robitussin 
and each other in 
and we waited for my brother
chris showed up at ten am
he spent the night in a cell
jeff showed up and took us home 
and we drank til we felt well

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers

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Papa Says Yes Mama Says No

Papa says yes
Mama says no

Off to a dance
I want to go

Flowers in my hair
Mama says Girl don't you dare

Horn's just a blaring
Papa not even caring

Begging dear mama
Please Please can I go hah hah

If your papa says yes
Then I must confess

Your mama says no
But This time I'll let you go

Be home by eleven
My little princess from Heaven

For if you come in late
Your papa is going to kill that date

         To My

Tribute To 
Teenage Dating

Remember Kiddies
Were always watching LOL

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compare and contrast

Whether we where this or whether we where that. The girls that I’ve been with or the guys that you attract.

Any given problem have it known I got your back. I just hope that leaves it proven that a friend you’ll never lack.

Ever since I met you only good vibes you’ve been giving. You offered me your heart but mine you have been steeling. 

To get you gotta give that’s just called the cost of living. So if you need me scream my name as long as I’m still breathing.

It’s a shame that friendships die, so why not let this one last. Let’s keep trust and faith right here and let the time just slowly pass. 

If we agree or disagree it don’t matter its still a blast. And tell me that’s not perfect we compare and we contrast. 

The reason were this close is cause were different than the rest. We only speak straight up only real s**t we address. 

The special bond we have is the power we possess. Were examples for our peers and two symbols for the west.

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My Angel; Danielle's lullaby

All little bellies have been fed,
my angel, my angel.
It's time to lay down now sleepy head,
my angel, my angel.

Think of all you learned today,
my angel, my angel.
Let sweet dreams take you away,
my angel, my angel.

Dream of rainbows bright and bold,
my angel, my angel.
Dream of stories that you were told,
my angel, my angel.

Close your eyes now little one,
my angel, my angel.
Think of morning when Mommy will come,
my angel, my angel.

All little bellies have been fed,
my angel, my angel.
It's time to lay down now sleepy head,
my angel, my angel.

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Just Frosty And Me

oh frosty the snowman
do you hear what I hear
do you hear what I hear
the sound 
the sound
of santa claus coming to town
with rudolph near
ringing in the christmas cheer
a nose so bright
that lights up  the sky at night
so come dance with me
under the christmas tree
wearing our balls of holly
fa la la la la la la
fa la la la la la la
oh frosty the snowman
do you see what I see
do you see what I see
a sleigh
a sleigh
bringing christmas gifts our way
so its time
its time
to hurry up this rythem and rhyme
for santa's here
spreading his christmas cheer
so goodnight my friend
until we meet once again
for my love for you
will always hold true
fa la la la la la la
fa la la la la la la

tho xmas is out a few months
thought I write a another xmas song lol
thanks all for stopping by
love kathy and Jenny

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Lost in a world I try so hard to remember these days the days (of yore) we're together Lost in an open Place you know they're never coming back never coming back Alone now So Alone now we're Alone now Done and Gone I'm Alone You're leaving

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Hush Now Little Baby

Hush now lit  tle  ba  by   and don't  you cry ....the whole night through, whole night through
Hush now lit  tle   ba by   and don't  you cry..... the whole night through, 
Hush lit  tle baby and I'll make all you're wonderful dreams come true
Hush now little baby and I'll tell you how much "I love you"
Hush now lit tle ba by      and don't  you cry...the whole night through, 
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry....the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry....the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry...the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry....the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and I'll tell you how much  "I love you"
Hush now lit tle ba by     and don't you cry.....the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry...... the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and don't you cry .....  the whole night through
Hush now lit tle ba by    and I'll tell you how much "I love you","I love you"

(Lyrical Lullaby set to the instrumental tune "Something Stupid"___Instrumental Live On Korg PA2XPro-On YouTube)...Just type in "Something Stupid" instrumental ....

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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.

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Challenging the Mirror

Deepening my answers
Another challenger awakes
To reveal to me my shadows
To then witness my mistakes

Always I had listened
In close proximity
To self-inflicted violence
To the end of harmony

Casting shadows in the sunlight
I was trapped within the walls
Where a child then controlled me
Until the buildings grew too tall

My darkness took this moment
Of self-deceiving fear
To climb above my reason
And to whisper in my ear

“All shadows are connected”
He showed me this is true
“And whatever you’ve inflicted
Is the dead reflection of your youth”

I woke up then to realise
Several centuries had passed
And all within five years
The walls had gone at last

Deepening this vision
The challenger draws breath
Now walking through the mirror
My shadow exerts the pain that’s left

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Soul Womb / The Guf

Not remembering you in joy 
how had this come to be?
No memories of you content,
no happiness to see.

No happiness for your whole life
though plenty filled your plate.
Bards filled your mind at early age
with beauty on the page.

The home you had was pin cushion small
pincushion small, it pricked
with a violent soul rent from the Guf
raw poverty , rent and licked.

While violets held the windowsills
and mother’s soul was sweet
denial visited much too oft
father’s drunken anger did compete 

Longfellow laced your nascent mind
The Children’s Hour your treat.
You escaped to Edgar’s house
The Raven at your feet.

You read to me from Golden Books
of Joseph’s many colored coat.
Mother goose set the dreamscape
as Nod rowed by in boats.

I know this must have happened oft
yet no memory do I retain.
Just the lilt of longing reciting
of others happiness on the page.

May the Guf be kind to you
and return you full of joy.
May the sparrow find for you
a kinder living story.

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A Teenage Love

We say we in love
Tell each other how much we care
about one another
Saying there aint no one
as beautiful as you
Now people trying to come
in between
Telling you what you know about love
Well we all got our days
Im talking about 
A Teenage Love

We stay on the phone for hours
Even though we aint supposed to be 
up this late
Some kind of way this is a love
you got to chase
Something you cannot loose
Now momma coming
You rush off the phone
As soon as she leaves you 
call 'em right back
A Teenage Love

Now that you're together
You have new friends
Of course there will be
the ones thats really there for ypu
The ones who will smile in your face
And talk about you behind 
your back
They aint nothing but haters
Many try to break you apart
Now you confused cause you 
trying to figure out is this really love
A Teenage Love

You do crazy things 
Try to get that person to see how 
much you really care
So much love to share
Some say we need to wait
Love is await
Love can happen anytime
Its the way we carry ourselves
A Teenage Love

Love fills your heart
It touches you and things insideve"
A Young love is a great experience
Through the good and bad times
You still hanging on
This is love
You argue, fight, throw words at each other
You fall in and out of love 
But you there to make out 
and work things together
A Teenage Love

We go for a walk in the park
Stay until after dark
Whether we know it or not
everyone go through something 
when we in love
Sometimes we dont see 
what we have standing in 
front of us
But this young love keeps growing
Thats why we love our
Teenage Love

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Heart Twist

Early this morning, sitting in my car, 
Watching my son at swim team practice,
I see the flash and splash of water
Arms slicing in perfect synchonicity.

The sun glints off their shimmering bodies,
The kids' movement through the water, cleaving,
Their faces almost beatific, as if they are giding on a silvery path
which opens up before them, allowing smooth passage.

The smell of chlorine, wet cement and sunscreen
Wafts through my nostrils, bringing memories of a distant time
(mothers waiting for dripping offspring, dry towels ready)
Piercing my total being with bittersweet longing.

My son heads in my direction and my attention
Is grabbed by his youthfulness and innocence,
Still a boy, not yet a man, my small man-child is
Caught in the middle somewhere between the two.

Big smile on his sun-freckled face
Blond hair tinged green with chlorine,
Skinny arms and legs akimbo,
Couldn't be more beautiful to me.

I give his sun-warmed body a brief squeeze
Before he pulls away, embarrassed, but
I see a small smile appear on his lips as his eyes meet mine,
And I am happily content.

These moments are sweetly fleeting,
But are stored in my heart forever.

Lori Torrio  6\4\04

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Childhood the short arm with a long reach

I’ve for centuries watched the sun sigh
And put his blazing tools down up there
But Childhood would still be somewhere nigh
Bleeding his zestful blood without care

Though with belly full of bouncy feeds
Childhood is a fair soul full of sparks
And just a seeker of some just needs
He is a bearer of nobler marks

But the hardest times would seem the best
When Childhood would flounder to glory
When he is caught in the toils of zest
And Nature’s tests are put to story

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Days off when I didn’t have to teach
Used  to take the boys to the beach
Instead of wrastling
To do some sandcastling
Moats,  bridges -  very  elaborate, 
Tunnels,  canals,   walls,  gate.
Kept   ‘em busy all day.
Enjoyed it greatly :  work - but play.
Sweating, like pyramid builders, toiling;
Or   colony-ants  embroiling. 
Some digging seaweed,  some filling, 
Others for flat stones searching:
The  stones  for revetment,
Seaweed for reinforcement.
At last they took shape
Palaces of sand across the beachscape,
Like Babylon,  Rome or Troy
Invincible, impossible to destroy.

Late in the day tide started to creep,
Recovered from its short-lived sleep,
Coming  to wash all away,
As if it never existed all day. 
We decided we were not  saddened, 
Simply interested when  it happened.
Another castle could be built tomorrow -
No tears  no sorrow.
Be satisfied with the product resulting. 
Be justified in exulting.
We learned how to work, organize, plan,
Build, achieve,  enjoy effort, become a man.
Accept the inevitable end with tide.
But the memory, the lesson will  abide
Sandcastles go,   but experience stays - 
Cant be wiped for the rest of your days.
Sandcastling’s  not  a product with fail or success
A  life spent   with the kids  is  a tide-proof process

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Written by Sydney  Peck
Entered in  Gail Doyle's   Contest 	Sandcastles By The Seashore

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To Be A Child Again

To be a child again eager to explore
What would you become if the choice
Were yours to chose?

Would your mind still run free?
When maturity knock at your door?
Or would you welcome the knowledge
Knowing it would bring?

Hoping you were mistaken
For you think so many years still laid ahead
Or would you open the door to greet
Whatever this life was about to lay at your feet?

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Next 2 life

Categorize your life in intervals of seven
And you’re an old man 
Before you can make it to eleven
I nod off and nap for a minute or two
Step back into life with a senators view
No peace for me
Only wars in-depth of miserable moments 
Misery considerably an outlet if you can palm it
Take your emotions on a coast 
Rest next to the ocean, a scenery to calm it 
Yet I consume pints of liquor
Offer my flawed advice to couples as they bicker
Lights growing dim, candle wax melts and reforms
But there is no wicker
Imagine spending time apart
The coming back to be with her
Ale she grows
Consuming days without the snow
Who’s to dry her eyes
When love does fail to show

Here in this paradise next to life 
A place here on earth 

I’ve seen better moments just worst places
Vice versa
Lust, the tumor which consumes most faces
Purity next to innocence remains tasteless
Pull the roast, drop the pie
Watch as mother looks to pace her stress
Usually from nowhere I find myself running
But lately my shoes won’t lace for grace
Winter belongs to warmth
But we reach for may
Passenger seat at times we lay
And where do you go
When days are rumored with thoughts of
“I don’t know”
Focus is to maintain purpose in what you are pursuing
Despite the average mans ruling
In to the skies, clouds, I’m moving
Lost in a mirror of allure
Homesick in search of a cure
Leaves bristle, just a kiss of autumn
A gift given to the seekers whom sought them  

This place here on earth
A paradise next to life

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I wish that I could tell you how I feel,
and yet I still don't know if these feelings
are real.
You were supposed to be there as my father,
but I could never see myself as your lovely
little daughter.
I remember when you used to call every
weekend, But now it's like you never get
the messages that I send.
And now that you know you've broken my
heart, How's it feel to know that you've
ripped your daughter's life apart?
I hope you take seriously the pain that
you've caused, So maybe you will realize
what you once had you have now lost.
And now that I know that you don't want to
be bothered, It's really sad to know my
dearest Father.

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I appreciate

You taking care of me
fighting to feed me
I appreciate you
being there and loving me
your the only one who
appreciates my poetry
even though you don't
appreciate my friends
I still love you
and that will never

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enjoy for just a moment

 Her shoe lace is dragging on the ground behind her, a leaf stuck to it.
 Her cheeks all flush with heat from rolling on the grass.
 She smiles as she watches a butterfly cross her path,
determined, she trys to catch it, her hair hanging acrossed her face as she 
watches it fly away
 Will she always look at everything with such inocence?
 The dirt under her nails is not a bother, her skinned knee is no big deal.
 Her day was full of excitement, playing laughing and blowing bubbles,
It now comes to an end. bewildered with exhaustion, bath time is so very quick,
She can't wait to sleep, just to start a new day again.
 As we watch our children enjoy the simplest moments , stop for a moment and 
take a deep breath, share with them a minute . Run after the butterfly, blow some 
bubbles,catch the rain drops on your tongue,and for just one moment remember 
how life once was. never lose sight of the inocence of our children and escape 
for a moment to live it with them.

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Peace Motion

Nagasaki and Hiroshima, power has a lesson,
A person is intelligent a lesson is a fashion.
Hitler was a ruler what did him right and wrong?
I can rule over the world he has main attraction.

German learn a lesson they smashed down a wall,
East and west come together to condemn his action.
Jews were burnt alive but they didn’t learn a lesson,
Is Israel learning something Palestine has a creation?

Japan has learnt a lesson he has economic power,
A sign of patriotism everyone knows that nation.
When two nations are fighting a power sells power
US army lost thousands Vietnam what has a lotion?

Iraq divided into two nations when Britain was ruler,
Iraqi dictator claimed a war to capture his portion.
But world condemn this action attacked on Baghdad,
Hong Kong is a part of China they have peace motion.

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No Sanity For The Lost

Remembering what you say
the reason for me scratching my bleeding scalp
enter me my kingdom upon the loveliest tree,wait for me im coming down
it's alright if I get stuck while falling down remember me for all i've done
the good bad or ugly,I really dont care that much......
so how could I because I have no luck and why does the baby bird has to fall from the nest 
to learn to fly
I might be the one to hit the pavement but I will be proud that I left on my own
so is this why im alone except for myself in this tree in this tree

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Childhood Friend

We started out friends
And that's how it should be in the end.
My first budding love,
My second friend I met,
My first guy friend.

Our opposing fates
Have left me behind
In a loveless crate.
City boy, suburban small town me,
How far away you are.

I can't sway it all away.
One day and some night
Could you become mine?

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"Porkpie Jones."

Porkpie Jones has brittle bones, and crusted corn-filled toes,

And sleety eyes and bulgy thighs, and brillo pad elbows,

His underarms are typical farms, and reek a barnyard smell,

Its quite the place for creepy, crawly, parasites  to dwell,

The ample dirt in his ears and on his head has just began to harden,

There's so much dirt on him everywhere, he could grow a flower garden,

The birds fall quickly from the sky, whenever he starts to speak,

His teeth and gums are as black as coal, and all his bone joints squeak,

He trips when he walks, spits when he talks, and spills everywhere when he drinks,

Three triple Dagwood sandwiches to him are a light snack, his decorum and etiquette 

The ground shakes when he takes a step, and cars fly when he sneezes,

And he feels free to dine and snack on anything he pleases!

The sight of water gives him chills, and soap will make him screech,

He can't fit in his bathtub, so he bathes at the beach,

Porkpie dives into his drinks, and scorns the use of cups,

And when he falls, some will laugh, but the ground starts cracking up...

He's never been able to touch his toes, he can't reach any farther than his hips,

When he bends over, its always a treat to experience a total eclipse,

His home is in disarray, it needs improvement,

Porkie Orlivander Jones scorns unnecessary movement,

He's absolutely clueless, on how to close the gate,

Or feed his starving fish, or wash his every dish,

Or vacuum his entire floor, where dust mites romp and roam,

Or change his heaping can of trash thats nearly large as Nome,

Loads of bills that he won't pay, coat his table tops,

He puts his Suitcase in his closet, right next to the lamb chops,

Porkpie never was that bright, in school he was a tease,

In fact I think his grades were so low, that he would get straight Z's!

Well we all can learn a lesson here, I'm sure that all is known,

That we must keep our appearances neat, and always brush and scrub our feet,

And be respectful when we eat, or we could all end up like Mr. 

Porkpie Orlivander Alowicious  Alexander GianCarlo Markowitcz Jones!!!!!

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In Memory Of

Listen to the epitaph
reading in the papers
how they summarized
your life into one small
How i burn to hear your voice
or see that smile once again
it's weird seeing your face
on the obituary's, the hurt
turning into rage.

And in your memory
i'll go on for you
and in your memory
there's nothing i wouldn't do
in your memory
i know that you'll never fade away
in your memory
i'll live on for another day.

When i was young i remember
you taking care of me, now looking
down on me, are you proud of the
person i turned out to be?
Are you that shining star in the sky
at night? Or the brightest ray of sunlight?
or was that your perfume i smelled when
the wind picked up just right? The pretty
shadow that i see?

And in your memory
i'll go on for you
and in your memory
there's nothing i wouldn't do
in your memory
i know that you'll never fade away
in your memory
i'll live on for another day.

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you try

You try to do right by
You try to teach them
right from wrong.
Not always listing to 
Not always hearing what
you have to say.
All you can do is take
it day by day.
And hope and pray that
something, something you've 
said, they would have
That they might have 
actually learned, what is
right and what is wrong.

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Lonely Eyes

I shed a lonely tear for you today
Because you are the child
The child with the lonely eyes
I bet you thought no one was looking
I was
I bet you thought no one cared
I do
I fought the monsters under the bed
Because you are the child
The child with the lonely eyes
I bet you thought no one was fighting
I was
I bet you thought everyone walked away
I didn’t
I had a lovely dream today
For the child with the lonely eyes
That you knew that your fight 
was never alone
I was with you all the time

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Lord I come to you in prayer at this moment
You already know what I need but you need me to ask anyway
So I come to you, I come to you as your willing and humble servant
I'm here to ask you God. Please love me, love me past the pain

The pain of the childhood abuse that I just can't seem to let go of 
God please give me the strength to let go and be free
Please soften my heart for the mother who let it happen
Love me past this pain so I can be the man Your Word said I'm supposed to be

For any sin I committed, knowingly or unknowingly, I ask you to forgive me 
Forgive me as I ask for help in forgiving those who have sinned against me
Please lift this weight off my heart, O Father God
That will allow me to the Christian man you have called me to be 

Father I need help to get rid of this hatred within my soul 
For Your Word says to strip off every weight that hinders us 
And I realize that I can't do it without you Father 
For you are truly the only one that can make me whole

Sometimes I feel that life is too much for me too bear
And I feel as though I'm outta my mind and going insane
But you Father God are always there to let me know that you and you alone 
Are the only one that can love me past the pain

Father help me to let go of a childhood lost forever
Help me forget those cries for help that went out in vain
You are the one that can look into my eyes and see the windows to my soul
And I see through teary eyes that only you can love me past the pain

Help me let go of the anger I have for those who turned their backs on me 
For I now know that they couldn't help me because they are not you 
Please God, help me to be the person you have anointed me to be 
I come to you for guidance when I don't know what to do

Your Word says that you will never leave nor forsake me 
And that all I have to do is bring my cares and worries to you
So I bring them to you now, help me Father, with this burden
You're the one I come to when I don't know what to do 

I thank you Father for listening to my cries
For I know when I pray it's never in vain
I usually don't take the time to thank you
But now I say thank you Father, thank you for loving me past the pain

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The Real Me

Don't you see
This mask isn't me
This isn't who I really am
But every time I let go
And the real me I let show
The look on you face I can't stand
You look disgusted
Like I can't even be trusted
As soon as I peel the mask
Because I no longer wear
What you had placed there
And I reveal who I really am

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The Way I Feel

The way i feel seems to real 
The way people love to lie, kill, and steal.
And if they knew it's not such a thrill
So go and try to get on an army drill.
This is how i feel so i got to keep it real!

The way i felt seemed to sad,
And half the time i was always mad,
Because people loved to talk about my past,
And if they knew me i'll advise you not to brag!
This is how i felt so some people considered me bad.

The way i feel seemed to be due to my past.
And at times it was a blast,
But i knew it wouldn't last 
And then everything top me began to go bad.
This is how i felt and it should make you sad!

The way i feel i know i can change,
But it will always be hard to rearrange
because most of my little life has been in pain
And now it is time for me to gain,
This is how i felt and now i have changed!

Jessica Harris

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Dear Dad

Frequently i ask myself about my ifs...ands...buts...what ifs & maybes but the fear i once
had about those questions is slowly but surly fading. Ready set go this is a race i am
determined to win & at the end i just need man and Kayla, my kids, to be my best friends.
They are my gifts that were given to me. For every min, every hour, every day i am free
rim truly blessed that i made it & lived through one of god's greatest test. I may have
passed barely but "damn" it i made it. You may be dreaded with shame, disappointment or
rage. The fact remains your still mad about things i cant change. To soften my heart and
turn my bitter sweet I'll be the first to place my pride beneath my feet. I'll try to be
more submissive & let my aggression fall back. I'm still gonna be me ain't no doubt or
wavering that. I tried it all my way lets see if i can mix the two i want my happiness to
come but it wont be true without you. I've tried many times to show how i felt by my
actions but you highly missed my message. So i will try my words cause these are one of my
many passions. This is my first & very last plea. After this ....i will no longer be
concerned about you but more focused on me!

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Song for a Goddess Child

Embrace yourself in the silence of the earth, 
Radiate the wonder of your beauty and worth.. 
Stretch your soul and sing aloud, 
Dance with the rain and kiss the clouds.. 
Breathe with the sun, glide with the moon, 
Your magic star carpet will be here soon.. 
Stretch your soul and sing aloud, 
Dance with the rain and kiss the clouds. 
The darkness is lifted, the pain is gone, 
Just drift into serenity and be that song. 
Let your soul heal let your heart be alive, 
You are bliss flowering gorgeous in the wild. 

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Hello,pretty Annie...
I keep on remembering
your warm hugs and
your sensible,sweet words;
but Mr. Resenick
from child welfare
took you away from your mother...
because of Aida's lies!

Now all you can do is pray,
Brooklyn isn't going to be
the neighborhood you will love...Annie;
what you left back in Queens
is as priceless 
as happiness!

Hello,pretty Annie...
can you remember the times
you rode your favorite horse
on the merry -go-around
in Forest Park?
How can I forget 
the happy smile you flashed
as you held the bridles tight!

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im sitting here talking to dis real nice Brea knowin if he’s da 1 4 me he's a sweet guy 
da kinda guy I’ll go 4 he understands me and he no's where im coming from he's not like 
these other Brea’s who only wants 1 thang or is he
but all I no he got me trippin sitting waitin for him to make his move

im sitting here chillin chattin to this cuttie, to make her feel wanted you know that is 
my duty, kiss her reel slow make her shiver inside, but I don’t just want the one thing 
I don’t just want the ride, I wanna show her love and the way im respecting, always 
carin that’s the way im protecting, so baby realise all my feelings for you, your my 
baby your my girly your my little boo!!!!!

I see my baby boy almost everyday; I get tongue tied cant find words to say
he makes me shake i get weak in the knees, I wanna approach an kiss him but all I do is 
I love his smile and the gleam in his eye, at night without him some times I sit and I 
Wondering if he’s thinkin bout me, my love for him I wonder if he can see
The way I feel words just don’t make sense, should I ever tell him or keep up this 

Im sitting here chillin all alone on my own, wanting this girl with me or even just 
talking on the phone?
To hear her tender voice ya know it makes me high, all my loves for her ya know I want 
her so much dat it’s tearing me apart I just can’t deny
Without her I feel empty like im missing my soul, whenever she’s around my heart just 
takes control
I want her so much dat its tearing me apart I wanna feel her sweet lips corest on 2 mine 
I want her 2 be more than friend I want her to be my wifey				

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To A Sick Child

Your face was pale, your voice was still.
Toys discarded, for you were ill.
On your pillow, your little head,
It's not like you to lie in bed.
A day, a night, never seemed so long, 
What we would give to make you strong.
With love we tend you through the night.

At last the dawn, morning light
,What do we see?
 Cheeks tinged with pink,
A stronger voice asks for a drink.
Where's my doll, my book, my Ted?
Mummy when can I get out of bed?
Our sighs of relief, we won the fight.
Oh, little one, you gave us such a fright!!! 

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Can't you see
This world I was not supposed to be
I want to get out
As voices in my head
They begin to shout
And I don't know what to say
As I live my life this way
So instead
I stay silent
I live in my mind
I create
A different place
Where I have no need to escape
I'm where I belong
I no longer long
To be free

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I'm not afraid of the devil you made
Because you made me the devil
I must confess, something's grown in my chest
It hasn't made me a rebel
Make my hell into something you can sell
But something no one can ever love
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
Though you may have blinded some

Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same

You are afraid of the reasons you stayed
Because you stayed for the fear
Be glad you can choose which limb you lose
Whenever life isn't quite so dear
If you suggest we die like the rest
I'll leave you here to rot alone
But if you force me to carry misery
I'll come to find all my life is gone

Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same

I wish I was an only son
Death is my sister, my brother is a gun
I wish I was an only son
Your name is one
To me, it's none

Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same

Just a disease
Just a disease
Just a disease
To play the game

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Missing My Mommy

They say you don’t know what you got until it’s gone.
Well I am here to tell you it’s true.

I never knew how much I looked to my mom for her advice. 
I really suppressed the feelings of love for my mother, but now that she is gone I 
would give anything to tell her how much I do and did love her. Just to hug her 
once again, to brush her mane of gold, or even to do that one more favor she 
may need from me. It would be worth it you know.

Every now and then I can sense her presence. I hear her words, coughs, and 
beckoning. I can smell her and feel her beside me telling me it is ok, she is now 
out of pain and happier than she had been for a really long time, but I can’t help 
missing my mommy.
She used to encourage me to have a mind of my own and not to just go along 
with the crowd, but to be one of a kind. Although she had a hard time telling how 
much she loved me or showing appreciation for the woman I had become she 
tried even if I didn’t see it at the time. 

She may not have been the most nurturing mother of all times and I must admit 
that she quite the selfish one, but no matter she was still my mommy.

There are days when everywhere I turn I see things no matter how slight, that 
remind me of her. It may be a song or television show she liked. Maybe it is a 
flower or something of nature or it could be a sentimental item she would have 
liked, but it all still echoes of my mommy just the same.

When in midstream of thoughts of her it is difficult to bring myself back to the 
reality that she is gone from this cruel place we call Earth. 

The only thing that truly comforts me is knowing she is not really all that far away 
and someday I will see her again in heaven, she will be the one talking Jesus’ 
and God’s ears off. 

As for me at this moment I am not so sad anymore even though I am missing my 

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Rocky Point

We laughed out loud
and kept walking along the beach
My cousins and I
stopping every few feet
to pick up shells 
and hold them to our ears
wondering which would be louder
the world inside or 
the one outside

Paul would scare us with horseshoe crabs
and Joan and I would screech
weak and feminine
gladly bowing to his fearless boyishness
before jumping into the waves
hoping we had forever
until our mothers would call us to dinner
and we had to grow up 
just a little more

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I Know Why

I know why the abused don’t cry
To hide their tears from you and I
With scars on their hearts, way too deep…
And memories of madness, they wish not to keep
To hide in the dark until they all die…
I know why the abused don’t cry

And I know why the abused don’t grin
Going throughout life as if it were a sin
Walking around with a frown on their face
And the scars that hurt the worst, don’t leave a trace
Looking at life, as if they’ll never win…
I know why the abused don’t grin

I know why the abused don’t fly….
Higher and higher, up to the sky
They’re chained to the ground like a bird in its’ cage
Each time they are beaten, they fill up with rage
Closing their eyes, each time they sigh…
I know why the abused don’t fly

Yes, and I know why the abused don’t cry…
Afraid to laugh, cause it’d be a lie
Screaming and crying, at night, in their sleep
Praying to survive… but the wounds are too deep
So, to hide in the dark, until we all die…
I know why the abused don’t cry

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True Colors

I was here for you when you needed me the most
Your best friend, we were close
You made mistakes in you time that you've paid for
I tried to show you the right path, through the right door
You still didn't take the advice from me
To me it's hard to believe
That you were once my best friend
Here to protect eachother till' the end

It's hard to trust one another
When we were in this together
You left me with these feelings
Like pain and suffering
Heart of a brother
Here's your true colors

I used to tell you that there is true life for you
So many things in life that you could do
You acted like you were for real
What happened? What was your deal?
You could've told me the truth in decentcy
But instead you decided to lie to me
So now where are you?
The life you live now is the only thing thats true

Real life has caught up to you
Have you decided what you're going to do?
Now you'll tell yourself that you'd give up anything
As you sit in that little room of guilt suffering

Heart of a brother
Here's your true colors...

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Precious Little One

Precious little one,
you are in my prayers,
so please never think,
that no one cares.

There is a Kingdom,
in Heaven so high,
and our Father,
knows why you cry.

Give your heart,
and give your love,
release your pain,
to our Savior above.

Children need warmth,
and joy, and laughter,
they are our future,
their feelings matter.

Look to Christ,
and call His name,
He will listen,
that is why He came...

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Broken Home

I hear a car door slam.
As I lie awake in bed.
I know now that you’re hear.
A single tear is shed.

I sense what will occur,
When you stumble through the door.
You’ll take it out on her,
Then leave her shattered on the floor.

She’ll pick herself back up again,
Then come into my room.
And tell me that she can sustain.
All your binding doom.

But I know it’s not the truth,
She’s slowly dyeing inside.
You’re taking away her youth,
While she swallows all her pride.

I know she thinks of running away,
But she realizes it’s no use.
There will be a price to pay,
And it will end in more abuse.

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Victim of Memory

Bought into all I could see
As though it could help me hide
Until a witness directed me
Into the judge’s dead designs

The whispers will come for me
Still can’t escape the signs
When the victim directs his plea
It is I that must then deny

Broken and raised in pain
Does nothing demand it gone?
And now there’s nowhere to put the blame
Is there nowhere I can belong?

The judge now demands my name
As though I am the one that wronged
That dying child again
As he wrote out his silent songs

This jury of disease
Planting all I was
And what will come from the seed?
Another reason to remain lost

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A Song for Javon

Done a freep ninl baby, preez done a freep
Done a freep ninl baby, preez done a freep
Done a freep ninl baby, preez done a freep
Done a freep ninl baby, preez done a freep

Done a freep, done a freep, done a freep, done a freep
Done a freep ninl baby, preez done a freep.

(Repeat All)


Go to sleep little baby, please go to sleep
Go to sleep little baby, please go to sleep
Go to sleep little baby, please go to sleep
Go to sleep little baby, please go to sleep

Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep
Go to sleep little baby, please go to sleep

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Daylight, a Story

There is no place like home
Days like this 
Lovers kiss 
It’s this forbidden trend 
That I miss
She said there’s no place like home
There we were  
Cast lonely 
Within a tomorrow to never come
Lets not rush away 
This moment 
There we were beneath the sun
Amongst a joyless fun
To no where 
We were coming from
And when it’s done, it’s done
No matter the whispers 
The pencil, the pen 
Amidst my aspiring thumb

Treasure your values 
There was a time 
When things were 
Oh so simple 
When a smile 
Was a crease
From dimple 
To dimple 
When wind 
That was once blown
Took you way
But you were never 
Too far gone
And she said 
Don’t you wish 
You were home 

properly sewn 
No mercy shown 
And if we 
can't understand
Our misfortunes 
Taste happiness 
Capture a portion
Like never before 
You will die 
But you will never live
A child, a fetus
Subject to abortion
My friend 
I once heard 
That there was no place 
Like home

As I was lost in conduct
My misfortunes remain
The casualties 
With in my tear ducts 
No worries 
It’s what I’m here for 
Test this soil
And like Arabs 
And protestant values 
I’ll die for oil 
A few more ruins to spoil
My plot to live once more
And was later foiled 
And as she once more said 
“There’s no place like home”
I saw daylight
And in my journal 
Became this story

I lay Loftily within a journal

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1 after another

What's in your soul, what's in your heart? You don't know and you never will.
Why am I, why am I, why am I.....

No brain for a monster 'cause there's no room for a set back.
Picked up the world & then I dropped it! 
I dropped it 'cause I am no longer on Ground Zero, I am on Cloud Nine!
What the hell am I supposed to do? What in the world am I supposed to see?!
A doctor? Well guess what!

There's no life in my eyes, no swag in my step, no pop in my punch!
Do you know why?
Of course you don't.
My life's just one gigantic story! 
One failure after another, I'm tired of being second banana! 

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A little child sits alone, in his home tonight
Mothers gone out, as he’s just pushed aside
Only five years old, and being alone is such a fright
His mommy hasn’t hugged him, since his daddy died

He dials zero on the telephone, asking for the number to heaven
The lady said God don't have a phone, as she begins to laugh
He tells the lady she's wrong, that daddy said God loves all his children
And as a tear rolled off his cheek, he said God has everything

Zero was the number of hugs, his mommy gave him
Zero was the kisses she gave, when he’d clean his room
Zero was the presents he recieved, last week when he turned five
To him zero was the way of life, since his daddy died

He dials the number to the church, where his daddy used to go
He said preacher man, I need to talk to God and daddy
He said the lady says, I can't talk to God on the telephone
But tonight I'm all alone, and I need to talk to daddy

The preacher man told him to talk to daddy, he had to get down on his knees
That God and daddy were listening, that they would hear his words
When the preacher man was done, he came and took the boy into the city
And with a smile on his face, the little boy said my daddy heard my words

Zero was the number of hugs, his mommy gave him
Zero was the kisses she gave, when he’d clean his room
Zero was the presents he recieved, last week when he turned five
To him zero was the way of life, since his daddy died

Now he lives with a new mommy and daddy, kisses and hugs everyday
His mommy sits in a cell alone, full of tears and feeling sad
Now zero is the sons she has, for leaving him alone to play
And zero is the number he forgets, when he kneels and talks to dad

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Fragile like a teacup
A new birth
replacing a new death
Welcome to this world
You’ll soon learn your way
Where you’ll go
and what you’ll do
no one really knows
The bright lights
and loud noises
will fade into 
the background
becoming normalcy eventually
There’s no time to learn
how to crawl
You’re born with a need to run
No time for fun
It’s best you hit the ground running
because the end is already coming
The longer you take
the quicker you’ll break
No time to sleep
No time to relax
It’s time for the world
to show you
everything you lack

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When everything seems undoubtly black
Look within these moments
And you will come to find
That those were the best of times

Life, it’s not all fun
It’s not suppose to be
Your memories are reluctant 
As were mine 
Hold on to them 
For those were the very best of our times

Do you feel restrictened
Shall you enlighten me
Together we
Here, now, you and me
In the depths of this valley
Which has come to find me
Remind me to be gentle 
Ever so kind
For those nights
Were the best of times 

In these days to come
Besides you and I 
Nothing really matters
My carnation of timeless plather
Secrets revealed 
Yet only whispers tell us 
That these will be 
The very best of times 

"Best of Times"

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Daytime Rain

What time of day it is I do not know
Except that like some fish doped out of the deep water
I've bobbed up bolly wise from stream of sleep
It is drumming hard here and I suppose everyhere
Dropping with insistent ardour upon our roof thatch and shed
And thro'  sheaves slits open
To thunder and lightening
So,lets roll over on our back
And settle to the sleep of the innocent and free.

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She was just a child in seventy-two. The man they called JESUS, she never knew.
His name, she was never supposed to say. Only to GOD, was she allowed to
pray. As she grew, her life seemed so very hard. She often wondered. Who is
this man they call our LORD? Until one day she met him face to face.
She will never forget those words He did say!
             My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
              I am your LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
              Accept me, and I will wash away your sins!
              Do this, and you will never be alone again!
She found HIM! He was what she had been searching for. Now she knew, she
would never have to walk alone anymore. For the first time in her life, she
could finally see. With JESUS by her side, she would never again be in need.
Times were still tough for her along the way. At times she didn't know if she
could make it through another day. She would fall to her knees and call out
HIS name. Then she would remember those words HE did say.
                My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
                 I am your LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
                 Accept ME, and I will wash away your sins!
                  Do this, and you will never be alone again!
The years went by. She had a family of her own.She taught them about JESUS,
and how they would never have to walk alone.Just seek HIM first and everything
will fall into place. HE will be the light in your darkest hour.HE will show you
the way. Before she goes to sleep each and every night, she thanks the LORD
for what HE has brought to her life. She will never forget when JESUS saved
her soul on that blessed day, or for those precious words HE did say.
                    My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
                     I am you LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
                     Accept me, and I will wash away your sins!
                      Do this, and you will never be alone again!

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Screaming at my adolescence.
Screaming for it to shut up.
To be strong.
And to never give up.

It refuses to pay any notice.
Any care.
So I sit and wait.
And watch all my people stare.
Quit being yourself.
Quit being you.
Your angst is riddled.
Into everything you do.

Yelling for my childhood.
Telling it to be good.
Yelling for it to grow up.
Telling it that adulthood couldn't come soon enough.

It refuses to listen.
Refuses to mind.
Living life one moment to the next.
Leaving my life behind.
Be strong and don't give in.
Be you and don't listen.
But things are so hard to accomplish.
When things are generally anything but what you wish.

Screaming for any ounce of myself.
Screaming for any pound of recollection.
Why am I not surprised..?
To find myself empty handed.

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what did i do
for you to put me though this
what did i do for you to put ur hand on me
i think you must be crazy
you aint my father
so dont hit me

i dont think you understood me clearly
dont ever put your dang hands on me

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The outkast of the class,
sat alone, Indian style in the corner
So unique caused by newness
but such the same
because of appearance
The invitation of bonding 
was brought about
and he was accepted as a brother
Days, months, and years 
were logged in the the history books
and I still call him brother to this vary day
All the smiles and tears 
was an adhesive to bond brotherhood for life
All the stupid acts committed
acted as a spice to smile
especially when life seemed so hopeless
and tomorrow seemed so far away
Those days sculpted me
And with a eternal carving 
to have that back once again
I sit, and humble myself
with a reality of growing up
I will always have remembrance
of this outkast as helping hand
someone to laugh with
and someone to cry with
I will never forget my brothers
And how everybody helped each other
Even with absence of words
Our memories are tattooed in my brain
They will remain there forever
Bonding with an outkast
created love for a brother

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I wake up to you every morning,
your face I can see.
I'd like to share a happy moment,
but it will never be.
Our times together could have been fun.
We would play ball, laugh and run.
As the years went by, I'd go to school.
I played many sports, thinking of you.
I got a job and worked very hard
to save my money and buy a car.
I took you for a ride 
and as we cruised together,
I thought of how much fun we could have had,
but no, not ever.
It was all a dream 
I guess I had.
Someone to be here 
that I could call Dad.

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No Sting

So glad
The rose
To ope,
To close,
And ope
For rain.

So glad 
The cloud
To roar
So loud,
And pour
The rain.

But Bee,
He sad;
But Bee,
He mad;
He be
A bee
In vain.

But Boy,
He laugh,
And Boy,
He sing;
He hath
No sting
But rain.

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Conclusion Of A Person

A person can be so pleasing and yet be raging within.

A person can say one thing and thier actions say another.

A person can seem to be so right and be so very wrong.

A person can be lonely and never be alone.

A person can be quite vigil and still not see it all.

A person can be a great friend and still not be there everytime.

A person can be quite good but never good enough.

 In Conclusion:
A person can have great knowledge and still no change of heart or soul,
they are never what they seem.

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Once I Was, But Now I Am...

Once I was alone
But now I am with you, 
Once I needed a friend 
To tell my whole life to. 

Once I was afraid 
to start over new, 
But now I have the courage 
To be me, and not you. 

Once I was belittled 
By the friends I thought I had, 
But now I am on top 
Of the good, not the bad. 

Once I was so weak 
But now I speak my mind, 
Once I was put down 
And always left behind. 

Once I was a child 
Left alone in the dark, 
But now I have grown to be 
A fire, not a spark. 

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when born on this earth we are destined to suceed 

we fail our sucess because of sloth and greed

when challenges come thy way

and night falls over this broken day

i know  that tomarrow brings new dawn

so sit back relax and move on

but yet again trouble is abound

some times it aint easy to keep those feet on the ground

i swollow my fear of what might come of things

and i let go and fly high on  broken wings

regret is like a burning ring of fire that always apears too late

death  comes only once but it's worth the wait

why do i do the things i do 

who know's

could those teen statistics be true

it shows

love grows 

triumph apears

bye bye broken hearted fears

see when you look at my art you're entranced 

and although you dont know quite get the meaning of those words that dance

those words that dance across my pallet of gold

you continue to invision my thoughts untold

me myself and i couldnt even tell you what this means

because deep down inside my words are traped in a dream

i was put in this earth-like tenement to achieve life's goal

to make less into more and half into whole

but how must i do this if i cant tame my own art

and if true meaning of soul lives deep down in my heart

just another one of those questions that are answered later on in life

past the pain and past the strife

yeah you dont get this poem, its for enlightenment not entertainment

watch as i express and engage in it

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A Reason

“ I just want to be gone away from this place
Wish I could disappear without a trace.
Maybe some sign or a reason to try
Would give me a reason to not want to die.
Something , anybody , no?…..ok, bye.”

She wished she could be stronger 
Maybe last a bit longer
Buy it’d take the strength of the earth
To even make it worth it.
Just another lost soul without anything left
And if she could scream her pain you would all go deaf

Spirit meant to be broken, soul not made to last
Ceased to see the future, her mind controlled by past

She started  believing what she’s always been told
End up a nothing , all alone growing old
Don’t bother trying cause you’re stupid and crazy
The things that were said and beaten in to her daily
Everyone else undermining her pain
Don’t talk about it, just causes more harm

Spirit meant to be broken, soul not made to last
Ceased to see the future, her mind controlled by past

She wasn't  always like this 
She used to have some hope
Ran away to go prove 
That her life is not a joke
Running  away just as fast as she can
But her dream of "A Reason" didn’t end up as planned
Virginity and innocence all stripped away
Shame and humility were all that would stay

Spirit meant to be broken, soul not made to last
Ceased to see the future, her mind controlled by past
Now little girl  can’t hold on any longer 
A smile on her face as she falls to demise
She knows her rebirth emerges someone much stronger
Someone more knowing and wise

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Dream Child

At the edge of the wood
If only you all could
Hear me as you drive in your car
I really feel that I should
Be there... Where Hollywood
Can see me shining like a star

Because I want to sing
Momma, this joy I could bring
To the world upon the stage
So I stand here praying
While other children are playing
And running; I'm a bird in a cage

But my echo and I rejoice
Hearing the sound of my own voice
Can you hear my heart's cry?
At the edge of the wood
I am doing really good
As I sing do not pass me by

Dedicated to Helen

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My Father

My Father

I am special because my Father is also the Father of the world. 
We are all His special children, for on His finger the earth has twirled.

Though my earthly Father abandoned me, He was always there;
It brings tears to my eyes to ponder all of the ways that He cares.

The understanding way He listens when I need someone to talk to;
Or the way He makes me smile when He whispers “I love you.”

Perhaps it’s the fact that He will never leave me alone to wander,
For it is His loving words alone that make my love for Him grow fonder. 

What I count on most is His protection and His guardianship over me;
When I am hurt or angry He says “Let it go and it will set you free.”

I sometimes don’t want to because the people hurt and ignore me so,
But I know He will deal with them harshly but first I must let it go. 

There are no words to describe what His love feels like and means to me,
But here are a few: amazing, awesome, beautiful, and supremely happy.

I love Him with every fiber of my being-my soul-my spirit-my whole heart;
It is my faith that lets me know that my Father and I will never be apart.

I know He created the entire universe and that He created me.
Most of all, I know that my Father and I will live together in eternity.

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Children and stars


At night 

all children sleep in their beds. 

and small stars 

look in their windows.

They look and shine: 

«We are here, on guard,   

We protect you!»  

Children fly in their dreams

And grow.  

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The snow is coming down outside
beautiful white covered streets,
twinkling as it falls reminders of how much I love you.
I can't see you anywhere, I begged you not to go
but you did  it anyway.
Holiday lights are going up everywhere
even I put my Christmas tree up,
topping the Angel on top my wish was
"Having you here for Christmas".
Children running playing in the snow
elders admiring the decorations 
those in love holding hands keeping warm in the December cold.
I'm walking by watching it all pass, still wishing I had you for Christmas.
Christmas Day families waking up together
love is all around them,
I'm waking up all alone
looking at your picture besides me I have to let a tear drop
my Christmas wish never came true.
I don't have you 
for Christmas.

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My Lady Love

You came to me with a happy face
and you've made a dreamer out of me.
Who could have guessed that today
is not what I thought of yesterday.

Just a lonely man, imprisoned in a shell,
a desperate man without a home -
until you came to me with your love, 
girl, it seems your love has turned the tide.

You're my lady love, an angel from above,
you're my lady love, you're all I have.

The indifference has vanished now 
and the sky above is clear again.
The birds are all whispering in my ears,
I was down but now I'm up again.

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hush little baby

hush little baby
dont you cry
your not the one
 he chose has to die

he chose this fate
for someone new
there is nothing left
for you to do

just sit there quiet
and await your fate
you still have the choice 
to live or die

i on the other hand
am i light sleeper
because i know he is after me 
his names the grimm reaper

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Clawed my way out

I've been down a black hole, 
the toughest journey, 
I have been through 
the fight to save myself face the inner you...

for everything I believed I was 
the me I thought I knew 
I had to reconnect ... 
my inner child guided me through 

we fought for our survival 
a feeling familiar to us both 

I wasn't going out...with a madman 
the madman who tried to destroy 
my everything, my life 

he had no idea, who I was... 
to whom he was dealing... 

my grandmothers' and mothers 
blood flow through my veins 
with it a courage, a strength, 
a deep embedded feeling, 

this criminal madman his life 
he strayed, his blame... 

my inner child, our belief, our 
perseverance, our struggle to 

I have lost a lot of the precious 
in my life,...but the gains out way 
all of this (indeed), 

unless, you have experienced 
the evil, is it difficult to express 
let alone for a child to comprehend ...

Do not ever lose touch 
with your inner child 
for this is truly you 

for me my life could have gone 
either way,inner child, our
inner strength I so love you

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i need to know your breathing

Sit and listen to the children breathing, rise and fall, rise and fall. eyes are 
brimming, paint a tear streaked face now. Watch them fall, watch them fall. Go to 
school now, draw a pretty picture. Feel so small, feel so small. It’s too late, you’ve 
been waiting alone. Lost it all, lost it all. 

Little children, lie down now. Catch your breath for once. Wrap up within your 
selves. I need to see your chest rise and fall. I need to know you’re breathing. 

She fell down and you watched it happen.  Saw her crying, saw her crying. 
Cupped your face you nearly lost it all. Felt him dying, felt him dying. You don’t 
know the words that slip from your mouth. Are you lying, are you lying? Know the 
knife as it slips you your dose. Love the pain, love the pain. 

Little children, lie down now. Catch your breath for once. Wrap up within your 
selves. I need to see your chest rise and fall. I need to know you’re breathing. 

Rise and fall, rise and fall…rise and fall. I need to know you’re breathing, 
breathing, breathing…

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I Need the Little Girl

I’ve lost the little girl with ponytails 
Rocking amusingly at every move.
She loved long never-ending fairy tales
With good wizards and elves on the roof.

I can’t find the creature anywhere.
A rag doll with long plaits, a little ball -
The old toys still remind me of her.
But the girl is gone beyond recall…

I need her dreams and curiosity,
And her faith in the world and people,
Her joyful laugh and her simplicity.
I’m missing hugely the little girl…

I call the child – she may hear me -
To meet her one more time – face to face -
To feel, again, the past - so carefree -
And to greet the girl with warm embrace...

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I had this beautiful smile, which 
You took away on a summer day 
Where you snatched 

And enslaved it in your arms
If I had, with me, that day my scythe
I could have killed you; no doubts

Today I see the wound, healed
But, the shadows of silent anger, pain 
And torture, still there

Linger like the way you broke 
My innocence on a grassy field
Perhaps, I was too fragile

Or, perhaps you were too strong for me
Thou I forgave you before you could even 
Breathe your last, but my smile 

Will never be the same again
I didn’t want it to happen, neither God
It was just you, the beast
Hungry for my flesh; thence, I was ten

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I'm alone,but free...
down the crowded streets I run;
it seems to me,
this is a comeback
to my childhood..
when I reached the farthest
places of the earth
so smelly and wild!

I'm alone,but free...
heavy rain
beats hard
on my hair,
it drips from my eyelashes;
no, they're not like the tears
of yesterday...
no,I don't cry anymore!

I'm alone,but free...
down the crowded streets I run;
all this is enough for me to get
the freedom of mind
I long to live...
for a lifetime there!!