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tall gorgeous lighted christmas trees
elegant crystal ornaments big enough for all to see
shiny red santa, bows of silk, golden tinsel and silver bells
bright stars, mistletoe and tree toppers, all of this sells
leather purses, fluffy white sweaters, mittens and jewelry sets
perfume, scarves and trinket boxes, but everyone forgets
dolls, toy cars, puzzles and bikes
everything a child wants and likes
tools, stereos, radios and grills
shoes, wallets OH! what thrills
we get what we ask for and then some more
but lets not forget what christmas stands for
tall gorgeous lighted beams of light
elegant, singing angels oh what a sight
shining stars on a cold winters night
bundled up in his mothers arms safely
had you remembered any of this lately?
our lord was born on this day
that is why we celebrate and pray
Merry Christmas to all and lets remember....
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anxiety,
big brown bag
cash, cash, cash
daybreak
earlybirds, eager, enter
forward, follow
gorgeous
hats
igloo icechests
junk, junk
kettles
lamps, lanterns, luminous lights
moving men making money
nice
old ottoman
purchase, purses, please
questions, quick
reasonable red robe
still sealed salad shooter, spend, spend, spend
trimmers, trees, thousands treasures
unopened umbrellas
video viewers
with warranty
x-mas,
yellow yarn, YAWN!
ZERO.....
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i ask from you one simple thing
please, treat me as the present
forget those past memories
the ones you so much resent
i sincerely understand
your hearts been badly torn
mine too, aches and cries
and feels completely worn
as days go by and i see your smile
my aching fades and starts diminishing
and i stop and think just for a while
it was you, the last piece my heart was missing
believe me when i say I LOVE YOU
and that i will be here for you till the end of time
believe me when i say i care about you
and that everything will be just fine......
...just give me a chance to prove myself!!!!
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am i too hard on myself?
who is to say, no person
has lived my day.
mind shallow, tired, weak
only enough brain cells for self critique
the reflection is hazy
who is she?
think quickly, look down, shadow ahead is only me
passing windows with blared glass
bad image projected OH! please just pass
up ahead, the presence of people AH! at last
tainted thoughts have just passed.
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do you remember when
grandpa would sit under the mulberry tree,
swatting flies with his old sweaty hat
whistling a tune to the beat of the old am radio sitting on the window sill
never waking up our lazy dog laying next to the old black cat
and the smell of a home cooked meal escaping through the open kitchen door
like a swarm of bees heading to a fresh spring flower
busy chickens pecking at the ground while being trailed by her baby chicks
as king rooster hopped a tree to make it known he was in charge
the smell of rosemary leaves, just as a string of loaded ants marched through
a trickle of water running down on big round rocks,
quenching the thirst of the beautiful ducks
laughter, running, hugs and kisses
big smiles from grandpa
screen door slamming and grandma runs out
little ones tugging at her dirty apron still tied
simple living, remember when the lord was our guide
no worries life was carefree, we must remember so we can be free
we tied ourselves to careers, the "Jonses" and trends
we now have headaches, debts and no friends
we must remember where we came from and who brought us here
life is short and we are older, our end is near....
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feel my pain
for there is nothing greater
feel my pain
it is a miserable invader
feel my pain
it reaches for you
feel my pain
it will hurt you too
feel my pain
it calls your name
feel my pain
it will drive you insane
feel my pain
feel my pain
feel my pain!!!!!!!!!
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jolt out of bed at 3 in the morning, my little voice screaming
WHERE AM I?
the reflection in the bathroom mirror is hazy
WHO AM I?
half of my brain sends a message and the other half denies it
wash your face, it will calm you down
NO! you will drown
cry it out like you usually do
NO! you will not be able to breath and turn blue
go outside for fresh air
it is summer and humid, ahhh more dispair
i feel lost my mind is not in control
I AM lost, i have lost my soul
i cannot handle myself, WHY?
my only outlet is to die...
what is happening am i insane?
how did this happen?
i know there is no one to blame...
i fell asleep perfect...and know i don't recognize
it all seems different...Am i in disguise?
i can't even snap myself into reality
am i dying? i feel alone and confused
it isn't even a dream that i can shake
so i prayed hard, MAY THE LORD, MY SOUL TAKE
im still here, just scared of the next time
i cannot help but think, will i sink deeper or will i be just fine
my only consolation is my faith in the LORD
i live by him, like some live by the sword...
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it was after midnight, and i won't soon forget
my dad was leaving, or so they said
laying there, his soul it seemed, wanted to be set free
it was hard, not something for all to see
when my father departed, i looked at stillness
i looked around, and i looked above
i saw a glimpse of what i thought was he,
it was just the reflection in the window of me
i looked further out, past my thoughts and prayers
only to realize my dad was already just a memory
as i looked back at him on that hospital bed
i tried hard to engrave his last breath, in my head
it looked like him, but it didn't feel like him
he was no longer there
as much as i wanted him back i knew he was elsewhere
...without a care
again, i stood to look out the window
and again the only sign of life were the palm trees,
they looked like brooms sweeping the midnight air
it is then that i saw life again, and i knew that he was there....
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