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Christopher Michaels Poem
I can’t change/You can’t change/We are Two separate/ people with Two separate hearts when did this road shred apart/
I can’t force this love anymore/ I am lost in deep thought / Emotional pain hurts/ but when you Add mental games/ and a teaspoon of lies/ It’s just ugly as a newborn cries for help
This broken heart lingers woman/ I am tired/ Trying to piece this love hate relationship together/ it’s so torn in pieces I can’t pinpoint the location/ we are too far apart / Now longitude and latitude can’t place us together/broken hearts/ Frustrating tears/
Now it’s two separate lines/ two different directions/ do you see my reflection/ reflect off this glass mirror/ Now look at my torn face as sweats falls off my face/ Tears in my eyes a whale can swim/ It’s frustrating to find a answer/ At first I couldn’t sleep/ lonely night became very dark / but now start to feel like Morning’s are my best sunshine
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Love is prominent but lies are still troubling the arch in my back is still aching thru my core/ To calm to peaceful Today not enough appreciation from you
You make me feel less important.
How many more audition do I need to perform for you?
Your Personality changes like the weather negative energy creates “Thunder and Lighting”
Your Ego is higher then the altitude in Denver
You are the weather that changes everyday I never knew when its cold are warm
Today I was prepared for a Sunny day / But like the weather you change unpredictably have me puzzled just wondering Why?
I was not prepared for your precipitation/ you never allow me to grasp your feelings never appreciate my love you was only obsessed with yourself and not my heart. When its cloudy or rainy outside my vision gets a little blur and fuzzy when you are around.
Meteorologist Predicate Sunny and warm air with the chances of early morning cloudiness’
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Remax can sale you a home but can't sale you happiness. I never visit the state of Georgia but things do get a little peaches. See this what happens when you eat finger food and take out orders. I never receive your Southern Hospitality/ I couldn’t even receive a plate of food you cook/ you can finally see now when I walk away out your life forever I don’t even have a single word for you. Only thing you will receive from me is this middle finger. You was taught at young age to go to School and learn in Class. But surely class can’t teach you “CLASS”!!
A moment silent things were so quiet and complicate in the beginning I thought we could have reconnect /But just like the chips to connect four they don’t always stay in the same order. You had play a handful of games and this when the “Battleship” games has to end. Now I hope you feel the water rise from your sinking ship and allow your tears to fumble into your lap.
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The Games We play
Wait stop!!!
“still in Neutral"
The Games we play
We are both confused still walking around in circles like figure eights
Wait stop!!!
“still in neutral"
We both play this same sport but different positions
The Games we play
Hold On !!!
Wait still in neutral?
Monopoly games we play with each other with no dice in are hands
Now wait I still can’t convince you ?
The Games we play
Now the under achiever wants to achieve something more
Wait!!
“still in Neutral”
The Games we play
Two inseparable lovers only have one goal
Pause !!! all players need too huddle up for a team meeting
The Games we play
We resume back too play with only one objective
Now hold up and Wait
When you cry I am your shoulder you can lean on
Hold on for a second I am about too change Gears
The Games we play
when you take the key out this ignition their no you and I
Now "It's Game Over" JCMT
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"To Have me or Have Not”.
I had a thought just crossed my mind/ a problem that never been resolved
A bitter taste a bitter cold
I don’t feel anymore remorse a path I had taken a road that was driven/ the toll
that wasn’t pay for /
Unsettled thoughts remains Cries of unsettled tears/ I left but not forgotten/
To Have me or Have Not”
Pick or choose? Which Direction would you take Route 101 or I-95 standing on
top of this bridge called the Golden/ Thinking of you while you take your new
companion to your new destination/ to look back I guess you have me in your
rearview and your new friend as your copilot. Why are we separated from each
other? I was the best competitor the Great Teammate.
"To Have me or Have Not”.
My pain my misery my shame the awful regrets the missteps and the mishaps/
"To Have me or Have Not”.
The Fog has thickens the cold temperature makes me feel like I reached Antarctica
I can’t see the body of water underneath. The suicidal thoughts inside of me the
broken bottle of Hennessy shatter on the ground/ tourists snapping images of me
as I extend my head first and my last breath of air was taken.
"To have something is only temporary everything and everyone has expiration"
"To Have me or Have Not”.
Written By JCMT 08/29/2014
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Love is to hard to manage/ when you not in love/ Too many false hugs and kisses does not make me happy too many cries/ you never acknowledged them/ Now what/ I suppose too do for a Encore/ I use to pretend that you didn’t affect me but you did/ too many heart- broken tears/ no longer buttered There no harsh feelings towards you/ you are the one that show me the way/ when I thought everything was great/you punish me with hate/ How I suppose to know what you was feeling/ when I was feeling different thoughts inside me?/You may thought you lost one/ but the karma is the one stay with you.
Painful thoughts/ In my mind once again and again/ don’t known what too do/ don’t known what too say/ with you in my- mind everyday.
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Parachute love once was my aberration
and shift into abrogation/ fell for a talebearer which only told lies annoyed my every thought
“Abrogation Aberration Destination”
still spinning like a Fishing Rod. Fell to deep to soon in this exploration
” Fluctuate in Separate Directions”
My EX-Parachute lover once was my Best Friend and now became my inconstant friend/
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My Dark Past/My Dark Secret/ can’t gain any movement stuck in the same positions where I been standing for the past five year I can’t succeed higher elevations. I have been lost for a person who I was passionate about. But completely ended when I committed A Love Crime Now I am away can’t sleep no flex fuel to keep me awake / now drive past my pain smile at my tears laugh at my troubles/I am still standing I can feel my feet and I can still hear the wind blow/I don’t have compass to direct me to right corridor/ I have been knock off this course for too long/ Even A GPS system can’t redirect me/ Now expressions on your face confuse me while I take a shot of Hennessy/ My life has been whole bunch of gambles and not enough great decisions
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I don’t known your name but your beautiful image with your beautiful smile
shines so well with your style you have already change my mind so rapidly made
me utter my next word. I started too be began to stutter as if English was my
second language. I don’t want anything at all if it’s not your love. A beautiful
image can quickly disappear like Edible arraignments, Love was free and I gave it
away
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Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
A box full of thoughts but empty promises equal too this awful crisis can you find the solution? How much dividing and multiplying do I need to add too put smile on your face? You bother my conscience which result in silence you confused me with your lack of emotions / communications became unbalance like a seesaw/ Pain is the weight I carry on my shoulder love is a word that trigger my Soul.
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Now you try the balance the weight from this free-fall/ Is your glass too full now I give you something too chew on You eat up I hope it’s sweet in your mouth like velvet cake now you just wait have you shaking like a penguin. Can you feel your feet dangling? Have you ever felt cold air in July before? too many people out here play games its chess not checker Jokers! Now what your next step because now you walking on suicide precautions. Have you feeling like a blind man with no directions. I kept my eye set on my targets/ This not practice shot/ I am at the range like NRA instructor
Torn in all places It’s a whole in my heart
Wake up fall asleep back in the same position laying in this king size California bed. Rotate back in the same stands where I left you in see you are like a Street Corner you never change your location same step same person same position same mindset. Now the Preacher Preach the sermon out of Psalms the choir sing the same song every Sunday can I get “A MEN” JCMT
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