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A Fable of Death, To the Boy Named Harp.

Here, is a boy that wandered astray,
He went for a walk and got lost on the way,
He tried to find home, wherever that is,
He tried to find comfort that he could call his,
He walked through the woods and past the oak trees,
He followed the rivers and the warm summer breeze,
He came to a house that was rotting away,
He said to himself “Here’s where I’ll stay”.
He was going to sleep when he herd a dull scream,
He didn’t think much, he thought it was a dream.
He woke in the morning tied to the bed,
Before him was a man, who was sick in the head,
The man was curious as to what this boy was named,
When asked, “Harp” is the name the boy Claimed,
The man looked at Harp and quietly said, 
My name is Randal, and soon you’ll be dead,
Randal began to inflict horrible pain,
He watched this boy bleed and didn’t refrain.
After weeks of torture and equal unrest,
The boy named Harp made his final request,
He looked at the man that had tore him apart,
And said “Kill me please, and save my young heart.”
The man looked at Harp with tears in his eyes,
He said “sorry my boy. Now you shall die”,
After this man had ended Harp’s pain,
He left the boys corps to rot in the rain.
I guess in the end it was all meant to be,
For death was the way to make this boy see,
He was better off dead because now he cant feel,
Feel the pain he once wished wasn’t real.
He was just a boy with a loving heart,
The story of his life, the boy named Harp.

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Ode To a Hopeless Love

Here is a tragedy written in blood,
A story of a boy and his lifeless body in the mud.
They found his body in an open field,
The policeman said that he’d been killed,
His chest was black and his heart was gone,
Detectives said he wasn’t dead long,
He was laying there with open eyes,
How could no one hear his cries,
Just before they carried him away,
A note was found, It was written today,
It read, “she broke my heart so I ripped it out,”
No one there could figure it out,
He was killed by no other than the love in his heart,
The love that she gave him, that tore apart,
He said he would love her until he died,
he would kill himself before she was the reason he cried,
She saw his body laying on the ground,
Then let out a deathly sound,
She screamed out his name then dropped to her knees,
She tried her best to put her mind at ease,
She still loved him after all,
But its too late, she let him fall,
She tied the knot and kicked the chair,
The next morning she was hanging there,
She was hanging in her bedroom his picture on the floor,
She left a note saying ” I cant cry for him anymore,”

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For the Love of a Woman

There are few things a man wouldn't do for a woman's desire,

Her desire for him to ignite her hearts fire,

In fact, there isn't anything a man wouldn't do,

To make sure he has a woman to hold on to,

He will go through hell and back ten times,

Over razor fences and through land mines,

He would take a thousand bullets to the head,

Cause its all worth it to have that woman in his bed. 

He would dodge a million cars and gain countless scars,

Just to put her head on his chest and watch the stars,

Its love,

Its cold and its hard, but its sweet,

And its love.

So many times a man risks his life,

Not for money, not for fame, but for a wife,

For a woman to love him as he does her,

Someone to be his broken hearts cure,

He just wants somebody to love,

Somebody to show him what this life is made of.

So is it so much to ask that a woman loves him,

After all, what is a mans love if its unrequited and dim,

It is nothing, nothing but pain built up inside,

Nothing but hurt that he will always hide,

I'm not saying to love every man, 

not all men will love you,

I'm just saying to give them a chance,

Cause you never know when their love is true.

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A Story of Downfall

And as he was walking down the path of life
He was overcome by darkness  and the blade of a knife,
The shadow that once followed behind him had become his very form,
And the heart that once beat inside him was torn,
He was driven by hate, yet longed for the love of another,
He wasn’t sane but deep under cover.
He knew what had happened  but chose to conceal it,
He knew  it would hurt him but chose not to feel it,
What had happened was a sudden change in direction,
He lost his meaning and followed his reflection,
Eventually his life was lost and he lived in a dream,
A dream of a life that was anything but  his own,
A dream that one day he wouldn’t be alone,
He never did explain his pain,
He didn’t have to,  we saw his life drain,
He once was a boy that loved to be living,
If he wasn’t playing he was giving,
Giving his love and giving a reason,
A reason to live and…
Well, isn’t that enough.
It must have been rough,
To live life so happy then suddenly fall,
To fall deep in a hole, and come out so small,
He had a life but wished he could leave it,
“Its just another dream, I don’t think I need it,”
Some people cried and some of them stared,
Some were destroyed  but all  were scared,
A lot of them said they weren’t prepared,
But how can you prepare for something so tragic,
Something beyond life and all of its magic,
How  do you plan for the loss of a friend,
The only plans you had were to be there to the end,
This boy was a time bomb, just waiting to blow,
What went through his mind, we wish we could know,
He wasn’t crazy, nor was he sane,
He simply had his own ways to deal with the pain,
He would smile at those who gave him the time,
And was always excited to write down a rhyme,
He loved through his heart, and was loved through his words,
He talked to himself and sang with the birds,
Everyone loved him that’s why no one knows,
“Why would he do this, there’s nothing that shows.”
The truth is he lived life to see its bitter end,
He lived through those years as his own best friend,
Now he is dreaming in a world far away,
Maybe he’ll return, maybe someday.

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War

They were sent off to fight a war,
Half of them don't even know what for,
Fighting a war that one man could've stopped,
A war that was started when those towers dropped,
A war fought for power not freedom,
Fought only because "they" said the country needs them,
One mans greed took the lives of many men,
And the reality is that no one will win,
Some of them live, and some of them die,
Some of them sigh, while others would cry,
Some of them killed in stealth,
Some of them killed themselves,
Some of them live on, 
And some of them are gone,
Some went back to war,
Some couldn't take much more,
They gave their own lives to save another,
Gave their lives to save a brother,
The war still goes on,
Those still there are holding strong,
Though we are miles apart,
Every one of them is in our hearts.

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Love Life

I Came across a man that was drinking his wine,

He was beat, not bleeding, but out of time,

And he looked all alone,

He said "son, I've lost my one and only,

I Know Forever I'll Be lonely,

Without her in my life,

I'll surely die by a knife,

Right into this heart of stone.

I Told him "I don't know what to tell you,

I couldn't put myself in your shoes,

I've never lost someone so dear,

I've never faced such great fear…."

This man was plagued with great sorrow,

Longing to have back yesterday's tomorrow,

This man had a smile but his look was as hopeless as time,

He looked like he'd reached the end of his line,

And he said " Boy, you've got to Love your life,

Like there's no tomorrow in store,

Expect today and nothing more..

I knew for sure I could not go on,

But now I see that I was wrong,

To think that she'd be gone,

She'll be with me all through the night,

To guide my dreams into loves sight ,Once more."

So here I am at home again,

Smoking a cigarette, lost inside my head again,

When he told me his story I saw red,

I know now what I should have said,

"Its alright to remember, cause you didn't forget,

its alright to let go without a regret,

She knew that you loved her, that, you made sure,

But unfortunantly love is no cure,

And every bit of it could not bring her back,

Every bit of it couldnt cushion the punch that death packs,

But rest assured, you will see her again,

In some far off place you will find your lost friend."