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How do i break the hate for Gods sake.
How do i escape the coil of the snake.
Life is not real death is my fate.
Body's cold it's starting to shake.
Soul is broken it's filled with hate.
Watching thru the eyes of someones hell.
Wishing my soul wasn't for sale
Living my life under a spell.
Speaking softly when I want to yell!
Feeling the world go round and round.
Chasing that special evil sound.
Me and nothing are pound for pound.
Having a fear of evil clowns.
Watching my loved ones disappear.
Trying to not shed a tear.
The power is pulling its almost here.
The wheels are broken im trying to steer.
The shadow is coming im full of fear.
How do i break the hate for gods sake
How do i escape the coil of the snake
Watching the dirt disentagrate
Human flesh evaporate
A simple sin is all it takes
Blood runs cold theres no mistakes
Form:
The damn thing's got too many holes,
I’m also missing several poles.
Instructions I simply cannot read.
This confounded thing's about to breed!
Pieces covering every inch of floor
I can no longer walk on as before,
and almost fifteen thousand bolts
I demand to know whose fault!
For gods sake this piece is upside down
so I stare at it with such a frown
because now I have to disassemble,
in hope, next time, it might resemble.
Five hours have gone and still the bits
stare back at me, I have a fit!
I swear and curse in a contortion
as this things all out of proportion!
You need six hands and several feet
or else this puzzle's has got you beat!
I fear that I might die before
these bits have gone from off my floor!
It says G6 to seven, then F2 to three
apparently using screws A, B and C,
from now on I'll just have to guess,
it's easier to beat Kasparov at chess!
Eventually I build this piece,
seemingly it’s for my niece!
My wife tells me it should be blue,
I reply ‘over to you!'
McGee was feeling poorly
Rather dizzy, kind of weak
He started thinking, that perhaps
It's a Doctor he should seek
His wife agreed, and drove him
To the nearest Doc in town
As they made it through the door
She helped him to sit down
It wasn't long before
The Doctor called, and asked Him in
And it didn't take a minute
For the testing to begin
Then after all the pictures
The prodding and the poking
The Doctor's smile disappear
As he set aside all joking
I have to speak with you alone
He said to Ann McGee
Soon your Husband's gonna die
But it doesn't have to be
He has a stress disorder
That will surely kill him dead
Unless of course you're willing
To change some things instead
"What can I do" Ann inquired
Her hands upon her head
"I'll tell all the things to do'
The Doc abruptly said
You mustn't wake Him early
For he needs more time to rest
And forget about a list of chores
He'll have to work must less
You mustn't stress him out
With problems that might weigh
And cook him three good meals
Consistently each day
And mostly whats's important
As He handed her a bag
Have him take one each day
And for Gods Sake, never nag
The Doc then turned and said
If you do these thing, It'll clear
And he should show improvement
In six or seven years
Ann thanked the Doctor kindly
Then returning to McGee
Said "I'll take you home now, darling
And make your favorite tea"
It was silent in the car
Until they drove about half way
McGee then asked impatiently
"What did the Doc say"
Anne stopped the car abruptly
As tear fell from her eye
"Oh, McGee, My Dearest Love
He said your gonna Die"
Like most I suffer from heartbreak
It don't however affect just my heart
It makes my whole body ache
Ache and longing to hold him holding me
Ache and longing from this misery to be free
The loneliness wouldn't be so bad
But it's the not knowing how he feels I can't take
What I said to him wasn't fake
For Gods sake
I wouldn't make up something like that
I'm in love with him have always been for years
Didn't realize it for so long so now because of this I count my tears
I told him this I can't help how I feel
And I know for certain this is so very real
I know together we can help each other heal
Think though I've really scared him off for good this time
There are no good reasons nor any good rhymes
No one is to blame
Christ it's been almost nineteen years that have come and gone since together
last
And it all seemed at the time to go so slow
Yet in harsh reality it all went by way to fast
The wonderful memories of my unforgettable past
Damn the years we let slip by
Gone forever in a blink of an eye
Only to re-play ever so slowly
Over and over in the back of our minds
Life is all to often unkind
The pain is a never ending fight
With yourself in which you lose sight
Of all around you
And also like most I yet can't let go
Not until for sure I know
If he feels for me the same
Or if my mind was just playing another game
Can't do like I did before
Can't keep on walking out the door
Not looking back for so long, closing it and locking him away
I've had my chance to say
I'm in love with him
I know my chances are grim
Of getting to hear the same of him
But I believe him and me
We're meant to be
I know we still have each others heart
And from one another we should've never been torn apart
So I still dream, hope and pray
Maybe someday
At long last
We can stop the many regrets we have of our past
Oh I know I should move on
But the feelings between us they're not gone
I will go on trying
Even if I have to be continually crying
I love him in every way
For him I'll hold on...
Forever and a day
It’s the wife; we’ve not spoken for ages
For a while now she’s not moved her lips
But her diet it seems to be working
You can tell by the size of her hips
Ask, if you can, what’s upset her
Was it something I did or forgot?
She sits there and stares at the ceiling
And she hasn’t been eating a lot
See if she wants to go shopping
The food I’ve been eating is junk
Tell her she needs a good shower
She’s beginning to smell like a skunk
Find out where all my clean socks are
I haven’t changed these for a while
Try if you can to get answers
And for gods’ sake please get her to smile
Let her know that we’ve got no clean dishes
And the dogs made a mess of our bed
What do you mean you can’t wake her
You’re not telling me that she’s dead
Who’s going to cook me my dinners
Who’s going to clean for me now
I’m sure that she’s done this on purpose
The nasty vindictive old cow