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...Only children still believe in friends, and only stupid children at that...
We come off the same tree like berries
Who would've thought we would grow to become adversaries
Out friendship didn't last
Maybe because we grew too fast
I guess the past is the past
Not in your eyes though
You still hate me after 3 1/2 half years
I could careless
I've yet to shed tears
See the problem with you is you never feel you are wrong
That's why my respect for you is gone
Starting lifting weights, traded glasses for contacts
One by one you stab your friends in the backs
Except for me, you went for my neck
Ready for war over a girl, what the heck
You took my soon-to-be girl
I took yours
You tried to put on the locks so I kicked down the doors
Worst part is you look at me with a straight face and swear we still cool
Smiling faces tell lies and I'm no fool
Everybody say you're jealous and you just want to be me
You turn your head when I come around like you don't see me
Seems to me your hate for me is a snowstorm that will never end
It's cool with me, we can never be friends
I guess envy is a trait you wear like the hottest trend
Friendship is too valuable, your supposed to give, not lend
Label me a punk all the time, but call me to assist you in battle
You ride phoniness like a horse, here have a saddle
You drink jealousy juice, I'll pour you some with a ladle
That was real slick, to have my girl kissing you
If I was to let anger control me, your family would be "missing" you
But she's with me so if you want her come take her back
You're a sucker for love
Stupid
Ask Cupid that
You 20 years old dating an eight grader
Disgrace to all alpha males
You testosterone degrader
No morals or principality
Courage annihilator
You are who you associate with
You make me sick
I need to be more careful of friends I pick
Even when we die your cold feelings toward me won't end
It's cool with me because we will never be friends...
It's a shame these days that a friendship can't keep its life. I just thought since we grew up together we
can make a childhood last to adulthood. I guess you hated living in my shadow, I don't really know or care to
be honest. You have fun dating eight graders,and getting your home raided on local news and I'll just go back
to making an honest living...Sucka
Today I move to another state and leave all of my friends behind,
yea, everyone does move eventually, but everyone moving hates it.
My friends are more than friends to me, they're my family,
they are my support, my helping hand ones, that kept me from falling.
And I want to thank every single one of them,
to voice just how much they all mean to me.
Thank you for being there when I was struggling and drowning in misery,
when I was going through troubled times and your hand was there to help me.
Thank you for the advice you told me when I wanted to give up,
the kind words to keep my head up when I wanted to put it down and give up.
Thank you for not judgeing me for what I couldn't control, though I tried,
and for staying my friend and listening to my issues even when you had your own to deal
with.
Thank you for hanging out with me when i finally could do so,
the times staying up late even when we had school the next day.
For the awesome experiences that I always wanted to do,
but couldn't for stupid reasons I couldn't reverse.
For letting me tag a long when you went somewhere for the day,
even if your boyfriend was there and we hadn't seen each other in a year.
I know we will all go our seperate ways,
I knew it when we graduated, that life wasn't going to be as wild as it was.
But we'll all be fine, and one day, I hope that we'll get back together,
and have a day like we did when we were young and in school.
Thank you to everyone of my friends that didn't judge me but hugged me,
who taught me to be srtonger than what I was, and told me I didn't have to be sad.
I always had a smile on my face when I was around my friends,
because they all kept me laughing even when I wanted to cry.
When I left my father and his family behind, I thought I had no one,
but my Friend and her family took me in under their wing.
I'll NEVER forget the kindness shown to me by her and her children,
I was apart of a family again, and I didn't feel lonely.
I had all my friends and realized just how lucky I was,
and I wasn't ever lonely, even when I felt like it.
And again, I thank every single one of them,
I'll be back to visit, my promise to you.
Thank you sooooo very much,
for everything I ever recieved from you all.
*hugs and friendship forever*
Form:
The guy that talked a chubby boy such as I out of the fear of removing my shirt in the sight of
others
The one that saved me from the torture of bullying from kids
The guy was a saint to me............. o man all the good deeds he did
Yes he was a friend
Until now where he began selling drugs that didn't help a body but led to its end
So we parted , Until times he tried to start a fight in which cases he usually later woke up in a
daze
Then I'd cleverly exlpain to him that a fight goes both ways
He'd get in my face and say I got lucky and next time he'll bust a cap
I said "yo ur diaper is full so stop talkin so much crap"
But recently he asked me to aid him in his selling
And I began telling
telling him I want no business in being a dealer
He said ok but then threatened me with a nine millimeter
I looked at the gun and then at him
Then thought of every instance I forgave him for every sin
And felt the betrayal of someone i once looked as kin
So I looked at him I said and I quote " Never take my kindness to be weak
Remember this as a promise not a threat
Take this lightly and your maker will be met
Remember my name but keep it off your tongue
Freddy Francois , man i'm done
cause you must be the worst to get me this pissed
Your a waste of breathe, your dismissed" And I continued to walk
He said ok then cocked his weapon removing the safety
I kept my fear to myself and said a swift prayer
In preparation for the shot I filled my lungs with air
And out of the blue
The men in blue then came to my rescue
putting a bullet in his hand
And the destruction of his nerves accumalated from strand to strand
Out of relief i sighed
A bit of water drickled slowly from my duct down my eye
I looked up to the skies
and Did the sign of the cross
and I swear I saw a dove pass by
You can not begin to feel the slight but still present fear
Because he is being released from jail today after half a year
This is the truth, the whole story from start to finish
But go ahead call me a liar, i dont care
Cause all I know
My life was saved after I said that prayer and took that deep breath,
because November 19 would've been the anniversary of my death
Form:
Trees swaying in the cold
November breeze, as I
ascended up the hill
a brown path, a dull
line drawn across the
two sides of grassy green
Moses parting the sea
I walking, splitting the
cool air, the grass, the
atoms and particles
dancing around my head
passing the silent guardians
eyeing me with hungry, unforgiving
eyes. passing the Trio unsure
of their intent, perhaps
they are here for the
same reason as I, hard
to tell. Passing by the old
rock-hewn tombstone, bare,
worn and stale against
the dying sunset. The
Pink cotton-candy sky
is slowly appearing in the
cold horizon. Scanning to
my right, the fresh graves,
my reason for being there.
I see before me the flag,
sports teams, a conch-
shell, Wizard figurine, all
keep company to the lone
marker, the signal to
the grave, the plot, the
final resting place of
him. I begin to realize
how much my loneliness
is irrelevant in comparison
to his. His only company
are the two plots
beside his own. The hill
top overlooks the dead
village below, the bay-
bridge across the housing
of the living, bringing
the soulful from one
place to another. Through
the silence, only my voice
rises above this company
I begin talking, asking
him to forgive me for not
being there for him and
hoping he is in a
better place. My tears
being forming, my voice
cracks, as cracked as
that dusty, corroding
stone nearby. I say my
piece, then carry myself
down the hill, pass
the Trio, pass the silent
guardians, down the hill, passing
the signs, pass the living.
We grew up together
amongst adolescence, chaos
and changes. The tidal-wave
of emotions, we the small
tugboat in the center
late night wrestling
pay-per-view adventures
we cheered on the greats
along with the televised fans
we imagined a world beyond
our own, a land of fantasy
and wonder. But now my
dear friend, you are onto
the next adventure, the real
undiscovered country. You will
always be buried in my
heart and soul, as you
are now in the ground.
But we will meet again
one day and the adventure
will continue, for now
goodbye.-For Andrew Wasson
Face to face, eye to eye
I stand tall and stay firm
My voice does not raise
And my tone does not change
I might listen... if I feel like it
But chances are...I won't believe you
I already know the words
The story is always the same
You are unchanging, but need to change
Your inflated ego will have you unable to see this
And no one would dare tell you...so I will
It's not okay to speak those words to me
I will not stand for it for a second
I don't use them with you
It's not okay to take friendship for granted
Acting sporadic like a leaf blowing without breeze
I don't do this to you
It's not okay to use me like a writing utensil
Picking me up until my ink evaporates
Then toss me away
I would never...could never...
Do that to anyone
You need to control your raging hormones
Just like you'd expect of a cycling woman
You need to start thinking first and acting much later
Instead of trying to erase mistakes...
The eraser is rubbing away
You should know also that I do take from you
But I do give to you, a heck of a lot in return
And don't you dare try to tell me otherwise
And that brings us to the lies
You will lie through, not so clenched teeth, to hurt in anger
Because there is no true reason to be angry
Or at least none you are willing to admit
Not even to yourself
But you thrive off the fight
Probably for the resulting attention
Am I perfect? nope not at all
You too are not
And even though you might know this
You still act like you are supposed to be higher
And hold the fact that I am human against me
I refuse to accept a slanted scale of friendship
I am the friend that would give up my last breath for those I love
Loyal even to people that hurt me
I know you will disagree
But even then, I was loyal
You just couldn't see
You've hurt me on beat
And the rhythm stays steady
I will not take it any longer
I am not the one who needs changing
Not this time
So don't tell me you're sorry...
Just show me
You once shined beautiful and now left at macabre,
We stabbed knives into this horrid carcass,
We're not ready until you count back from ten,
We're all gonna take ten paces back,
You keep talking and I'll keep bleeding,
But what's the point if your the reason?
You're own deathbed was saved from once you bought that ring,
You're a murder, murder
We once were able to fly when you told the truth,
The sky told me it'd be okay as long as you stayed the same,
All of a sudden you're lying but holding me the same,
And now because of you the sky let go and we're in a different day,
In a different day,
It never ends, It never ended, It's never ending,
I'm still counting down every lie,
I don't believe in you the sky anymore,
The sadness won't ever end,
It never ends!
Why must I carry on?
This wasn't what I wanted, this wasn't what you promised
Whatever happened to that person I missed?
My lungs hurt from trying to talk you out of this,
I wish I got back my friend I once got to know,
Now you torture advantage way to far on me,
But I'll keep letting you do this to me because it'll never end,
It'll never end!
It never ends, It never ended, It's never ending,
I'm still counting down every lie,
I don't believe in you the sky anymore,
The sadness won't ever end,
It never ends!
The sky won't change and you'll always stay the same,
I'll change the day the sky will go gray,
I can't believe what happened those few days,
And I'm losing my mind over this,
You're the one wouldn't let this end
The scares won't tear me apart,
I'm self-assembled so why should I want you?
You're still the person I met years ago,
Somewhere along the way I'll know what to do...
It never ends, It never ended, It's never ending,
I'm still counting down every lie,
I don't believe in you the sky anymore,
The sadness won't ever end,
Because I know in a different day,
It'll never end! It won't ever end!
When does one know when they found their soul?
Does it just come to them or do they unknowingly find
What will always be true, safe and always forgiving; this soul?
Never did it cross my mind; never did it ever occur that I had a soul out there.
Somewhere in this world I actually had a soul that I found or that was waiting for me to
discover.
I once was told everyone has someone special, someone that will always be there for them,
did I believe that? Not once.
This soul that I found that I cherish so damn much is the only thing keeping me from the
Torment of the harsh realities of this capitalist world of unjust laws that govern my simple
life.
The word love is used so loosely these days with no true meaning behind or in front of it.
Love is not a word I use; not a word to be just said, not a word to define my relationship.
But this time I have to say I love my soul; I love my soul with all intentions of never
forgetting; never stop believing; never letting go. Always keeping in mind that this soul is
mine and I’m not letting it go for nothing not even if it is taken away.
I would fight to the ends of the earth before I let that happen.
I know forever is a long time but that’s exactly how I’m going to love my soul, forever.
Whether my soul is with me or far away it will always be in my heart and forever again I
WILL say.
Since I found my soul we’ve been through so much discovery of one another its sometimes
scary but yet feels so naturally inviting like being home.
The feeling of being home is what my soul gives me is what I long for. It is the most
comfortable and warmest feeling. It completes me.
My soul is not what your thinking it is; not a what at all, but a who. My soul is my best friend,
my heart, and my love. My soul is Patricia Favara. And forever will we be soul mates.
I ASK GOD FOR A FRIEND ,HE SENT ME YOU
I ASKED THE LORD TO SEND ME A FRIEND
SOMEONE THATS HONEST AND TRUE,
AND BEFORE I EVEN KNEW IT
THAT FRIEND HE GAVE ME WAS YOU
I ASKED HIM TO FIND SOMEONE SPECIAL
THAT WOULD TOUCH MY HEART EACH DAY
AND HELP ME FACE THE BURDENS
THAT LIFE HAS THROWN MY WAY......
YOU HAVE BEEN A TREASURE TO ME
THAT MONEY COULD NEVER BUY,
AND I HAVE COME TO LOVE YOU
MORE THEN ALL THE STARS IN THE SKY.......
YOU HAVE BLESSED ME MORE THEN YOU KNOW
AND WE BONDED RIGHT FROM THE START....
FOR YOU HAVE BECOME MY ANGEL
AND NOW YOU HAVE STOLEN MY HEART...
I CANNOT EVER THANK YOU ENOUGH
FOR BEING THAT SPECIAL FRIEND,
AND I WILL CHERISH THAT SPECIAL FRIENDSHIP
RIGHT TO THE VERY END...............
YOU ARE ONE SPECIAL ANGEL OF MINE
SO I THOUGHT THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW
IN VALUE YOU ARE MORE PRECIOUS
THEN ALL THE RICHES OF GOLD...
YOU MAKE ME LAUGH,WHEN MY PAIN IS HARD
AND YOU BRIGHTEN UP MY FACE,
AND I THANK MY LORD HE GAVE ME YOU
THROUGH HIS AMAZING GRACE......
THIS FRIENDSHIP WE SHARE WILL NEVER FADE
ITS TUCKED DEEP INSIDE MY HEART,
AND I WANT TO TELL YOU MY ANGEL FRIEND
I HAVE LOVED YOU RIGHT FROM THE START
WRITTEN BY ANN HART MAY 7TH COPYRIGHTED
2003,GOD BLESS YOU MY ANGEL FRIEND
Form:
I dont know how to say this
I dont know how to start...
I just want you to know haw i feel from the heart
I believe in angels,
The kind that heaven sends
But its bin to long now
To actually call u a friend
Your more like a sistah
The ones I care about
Everything aboutchu
Makes me wanna shout
Its hard to find one person
Who is just like you
Who makes you think about the world
Before its even through
The things I love aboutchu so..
The randomness you behold
Like saying waffles in a fight
And making my face gold :P
You are the bestest friend Ive ever had,
You help me calm when I am mad,
What cant I say?
You've seen me at my worst,
You've seen me at my best,
You've listened to my troubles,
Even if they were only tests
Over the years I noticed
Our friendship always grows
Its like a never ending river
That always seems to flow
I can never forget that feeling
I got on that first day
First day of class u told me
This is gonna be a great day
I gots to be honest..
When i left B.A and all my friends
I didnt feel ok
Felt like all my troubles and worries
Were going to overcome my day
But then I remembered that night before
I took a chance on a shooting star...
I wished for a friend who was just like u
Hoping that friendship wouldnt be blue
and...
Wala my wish came true ;')
You came into my life
But it felt like this was to good to be true
...not very long ago
I met you as a stranger
But still...
I took you as a friend
But ya no what
Until i go to heaven…
My wish will never end!
And everyday I dont know why
But for some odd reason
I look at the sky
I say thank you Lord for this Livia
That I love so much
You know i needed a sister and for this
I love you so much
Like God paired us up
Cos we were both lacking
Someone in the world to make us 1
Without anyone even talking
-Alexandria Stubbs
Form:
Where will I be?
When your plane bursts the clouds
On its way back home
To your boys’ embrace and Asia
Dissolves
Like a forgotten stopover
On another ticket to Destination
Life.
So where will I be?
When the softness of your hair
Cascades gently into your
Tall form to
Tilt its magic and I suddenly remember it’s
Just a memory in the
Faded album of my
Never taken
Photographs.
Think too,
Where will I be?
When dearest Julie asks,
“Is Ms. Becky coming back?”
As the dots on her page
Won’t connect and I can’t find
You,
Freud, or even
Carl Jung between
Them or
Me
For that matter.
Where also will I really be?
As Friday light fades to black
And thoughts of you,
Sabbath and all,
Pour across me like
Overflowing wine
Not to mention the
Jewish motherhood article you
Lovingly slid in the
Inbox of my soul
Only later to be taken out when
Fatherhood gives me the
Long awaited
Call.
Where too will I be?
When a simple moment on a
Simple day
Meeting you in the hallway
Turns
To a not so simple but hugely important
Discussion on writing and other tidbits like
“God”
That we somehow managed to sprinkle
Surreptitiously on our path to
Everywhere.
Where oh where will I really be?
When I can’t find the words in
Tattered poems that
Float
Flotsam and jetsam
In the notepad of my mind
When all I can think of is
You
Outside some brownstone in Brooklyn
Same lean, same smile
Arms probably crossed
Hail a taxi to
Another way station of
Tomorrows.
Which leads me to what I really think which is,
Where will
We be?
Ms. Becky Ann Schecter
When
Ten years on,
Another continent, another school,
Years
Oozing the truth, a Lakota elder,
Face
Grooved to perfection reminds us in
Sioux,
“There is no word for goodbye.”
Jeff Troyer
December 2007