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Jonathan Thornton Poem
You have your doubts
And I have my mind,
I know what's about
To start to unwind.
We are so twisted
That soon we'll spin,
I make you so pissed
That I seem like a sin.
When I think I'm doing
What seems to be right,
It turns out to me
Id be better out of sight.
That look in your eyes
Tells me I'm wrong,
The sound of your voice
Sings like a mourning song.
She walks on by
And strauts her stuff,
You think I'm looking
My faith is tough.
Looks don't take me astray
Cause I don't care,
I'm faithful that way
My heart isn't there.
(It's here.)
Sometimes I cry
When I think of you,
'Cause I want you to know
My faith is true.
I just want you to know,
That I'll say it to anyone;
I'll always say no.
04/30/2001
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Jonathan Thornton Poem
Our Love
My heart starts aching late at night,
When I start dreaming of you.
Remembering all the memories of light,
All the good times and the bad with the feelings due.
I'm crying every night,
Because of all we lost.
I remember when our love shinned bright,
Now the light smoldered by the cost.
My love for you,
Is true.
I'm sorry that or love has died,
Black as the darkness of a winter night.
I can't imagine that you cried,
Not even in the wettest winter night.
Now I came strolling by,
Looked through the window and saw him.
I tried my best not to cry,
As the light in my heart grew dim.
I tore up the flowers I bought.
I thought about busting down the door,
But there's nothing to say
That I haven't said before.
Now I just continue strolling,
Around the corner and down the street.
And I still don't know
Why things happened like they did,
But I just walked on home,
And dreamt of what I dare not did.
Now I just lay there,
Like my heart has fallen out.
I miss you dear,
But now my light has burnt out.
My love for you,
Was true.
06/06/1999
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When I sit in the night,
I think of the one I lost so long ago.
Then I remember,
Of the one who I love almost as much.
When I look at her and think,
She reminds me of that girl.
So beautiful and innocent,
With all the love of the world.
I treat her like my own,
But she will never replace my sister.
She tries to make me hate her,
But I can see the beauty within.
No matter how much she tries,
I will always love her like a sister.
I know it's strange,
Maybe even bizarre;
But I love her like my own,
No matter what she does.
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A pad of paper
Clicking pen
Words on a page
You wouldn't understand
Thoughts and feelings
Swirling in his head
Images of things unseen
His words remain not said
Circle of silver
Round and round
Shine from the bright works
Falling to the ground
She walks in the room
As the ring hits the floor
The look on his face
One never seen before
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One by one
As life did stop;
Her months were done,
And now she's atop.
With all her fun.
One month at a time,
She slowly vanished;
With each small chime,
From life was banished.
Such a wall to climb.
Her life is done,
From dusk to dawn;
One by one,
And now she's gone.
Up, and past the sun.
The life of one,
On which I do desire;
But her time is done,
And I too, will soon retire.
My whole life is a pun.
09/30/1998
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My sweet sister
Calling from above
I am on my way
Riding on a dove
Here I come
On my way
I'll be with you always
Till death that day
I am happy
Alive with you
All 18 months
Till Death does do
I will always love you
Can I pray
If I may
- For Holy body
And Holy soul
I would give my life
To hold -
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Through life comes a time
When a man wants someone;
Love has this wonderous shine
Simply bright from a special woman.
When a man and a woman
Fall in love - at first sight;
Love is found in that someone
And it shines so bright.
As love goes on
Loving turns to life;
As life goes on
A woman is a wife-
And the two shall live
In eternal life.
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My dearest, dearest sister,
My life went black
When you left me behind.
I kept asking;
When will you come
Back for me?
My dearest, dearest sister,
Where are you?
Are you in Heaven?
Perhaps even Hell.
Do you remember me,
Your brother?
I was almost four,
You were only 18 months.
Every night I cried.
I missed you.
I now realize it,
You're not coming back.
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Each night I spend
Thinking of my sister.
How fast her life life did end.
'Bless you my dear
Long lost sister.'
A bed you so lied,
How I wish you were here,
Standing by my side.
Standing at the door,
To the world of life.
Heal the pain and sore
On which your departure
Did cause.
That great lever
On which you stand,
Which on does sever
My love for land.
You my love for you is
Stronger.
How could you go
And leave my wait
So much longer.
'Bless this body
In which my dear, dead sister
Did once live in.'
For Holy body
and Holy soul,
I would give my life -
To hold.
1995
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I know one day,
When the music starts to play,
I will be with you again;
With all the stars of Heaven.
We will walk the clouds of Heaven,
With you right next to me.
Just how a brother and sister should be.
We'll dance till we make thunder,
And we'll be together once more.
God giveth and God taketh away,
And God giveth you back.
Oh, how my heart aches,
Every night you're gone.
I couldn't live another day,
Know my sister left behind
All the love she ever needed.
So I fly to you,
Like the untouched messenger of Heaven,
To return the love which was lost.
My sister,
How I miss you so.
I know one day,
When the music starts to play,
I will be with you again.
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