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Jason Harman Poem
you are my disease,
that rots within me,
you are the pain, in
the bottom of my foot,
you are my finger nail, that
is ripped from my finger,
you are the fat, that
clogs my veins from blood,
you are the green crap,
growing on my scar,
you are the blade, that
i cut myself at night with,
you are the smoke that, fills
my lungs and turns them black,
but the end is always the same
YOU KILL ME!
JH
Copyright © Jason Harman | Year Posted 2010
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Jason Harman Poem
WITHIN THYSELF
As I fall n fall I find that, I’m not going to stop,
So I look within for, for a reason to live
I fall looking around for someone,
Someone to grasp a hold of,
Looking for someone,
Someone to grasp back at me,
Still looking as I fall but nothing,
Nothing but emptiness,
I find that I’m looking for someone,
Someone that isn’t there,
Looking around all I see is black
! SOULLESS !
Copyright © Jason Harman | Year Posted 2010
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Jason Harman Poem
PUT TO SLEEP
My conscience is at rest,
for which I know that you are not in my life,
You are in a better place now,
I am free at last, no more guilt, no remorse
I feel nothing, but emptiness,
That bounds me no more. I will see you
everyday of my life,
I will still smell you with every breath I take,
I will always see that beautiful smile,
Hear the sound of you gentle voice,
You will always be in my memories,
I will see you sooner than you think, cross
my heart n hope to die.
!VAYA CON DIOS!
Copyright © Jason Harman | Year Posted 2010
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