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I once had knew a man
Who became older than a dead man
A tired soul, he was.
Looked like he'd never seen a bed
And
His gray hair resembled a cloudy day,
With fog, and his swollen eyes -
- looked like someone had just punched him in the face
His skin was wrinkled like a dollar bill in a child's pocket
Told to put it in his wallet, but Gosh darn it, he didn't think it
Through,
the skin on his face was sagging like the jeans of a teenage delinquent,
Or like borrowing a pair from someone who weighs a hundred more than you
His back was hunched like he was searching for answers that lie upon the ground
He had always kept his walker close to him, it helped him get around.
Too someone else, he may just seem to be an old man
But too me, he is a gold man.
'Cause That's my old man.
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Was as thin as a scarecrow, Though he had no straw hat
Though he thought himself as decent, no one else had thought that
He was a runt to some big farmer boys, he never fought back
Though his intellectual abilities exceeded far beyond a farm hack
Short like his uncles temper, though he had himself some features
Jawline is sharp, but acne-covered like it's pepperoni pizza.
Wasn't a wizard with the ladies, but one day he came to school with his hair, done nice
And a girl had noticed this, and asked to hang out with him, one night
"Or maybe on the weekend, we could meet and see a screenin',
Of that brand new smackin' movie, then maybe go out to the streets an'
Get something to eat, and, Maybe frozen yogurt for a treat then,
You could walk me back to my house, now don't that sound like quite the evening?"
Now this was a rather large propsal for a youngin' who had so little in his pocket
Heart was throbbin, wide-eyed,
The boy was so excited, yet confused and surprised
"I swear to God i'm dreaming, someone; please open up my eyes!!"
He thought this to himself, and to himself; he often thinks.
But he might have himself a girlfriend, and he thought this was supreme!
But his thought was quite abrupt, although he was technically alone
Alaina texted him, he got this message, quickly checking on his phone;
" You don't have to buy a ticket, Jack is paying for it all...
Isn't he so rich, and big and strong? Anyways, you can bring someone along
If you want to, cause I know it'd be so awkward with the three of us,
Me and Jack will be there in a half hour, so alright buddy, I'll be seeing ya!!"
He stared at the screen blankly, remembering his recollection, that was poor
Of what Alaina said before, to go to the movies, nothing more
To be a third wheel, to make things "less awkward, for me and Jacks first date.."
That had been her offer, originally, in the first place.
His mind had played tricks, and walked him 'round the corn maze
Being a third wheel? What a horrible night, what a poor day
They all went to the movies, he sat beside them, while they're smooching
He said to no one "I feel woozy" then simply got up, and he left
He took his bike out of its locks, then he started ridin'
He saw a woman drivin', wavin and smilin'.
He looked back and gave her a smile that was vibrant,
But he didn't realize that the smile was for someone behind him
3/21/17
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As this piece is being typed, I'm only fifteen,
Though come the twelfth of April I will soon be 16
Then somehow the next thing I know I will be 60
Double that, and I know with certainty that I will be no longer exsisting!!
But that's beside the point, it doesn't even matter, besides
All that really matters is whether you've lived a happy life
And as long as I can look back, and know that my life was a happy time
I wouldn't mind it in the slightest if I had to die tonight!!
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Are we born to live,
Or are we born to die?
Death's inevitable
So what's more to life
You can be rich as ever
Yet still afford to die
By every breath I feel approaching mine
What is the purpose, or the goal of this?
Is one judged by their holiness
But how to live a holy life?
When every night brings blackened skies
And even during'st the brightest day
When the sun is smiling away
There will still be a dark cloud, vision
Eventually approaching in the distance
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He had enough dreams to fill the universe, and still have some left over
He was impressed by nothing less than perfection, so he was then over-
Eager to embark on his new life,
Just turned 18, said goodbye to his parents and then decided to do right
And BE himself, 'cause though many people cared for him
He NEEDS himself
And he wants to be free
So then he walked out of the door to find work out of the streets
But when he opened up his wallet, and simply saw a black hole
He decided nothing is free, and started to walk back home
When he made it back home, he apologized to mom, told her;
"Sorry ma, the world's a little harder than I thought."
3/27/17
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I once had met a girl
And her smile made me nervous
And when I saw her eyes twinkle
It had made the stars imperfect
I had showed her all my love
But not a speck, had she returned it
I'd never thought an angel
Could do one dirty as a vermin
I once had thought her pure
But surely now she was a serpent
And I realized at this moment
That all beauty is a curtain
When you peek inside the curtain,
You see that beauty covers evil
And sometimes the pretty faces
Are on the ugliest of people
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Someday, we all will be ancient,
So That's why i'm always anxious
to simply live life!
The cameras forever rolling,
(You don't live twice!)
You can get your yours, and I can get mine!
You can't ever beat life at a staring contest
But a sharing contest, to help each other out
Love your neighbors like you love yourself
above all else, Make sure that you have loved yourself!
(and all's well!)
'Cause when the bell rings for the last time,
And the birds sing for the last time
Then you'll see your last light, the lights will flicker off
But wherever I make my last stop;
I just hope that when I go to sleep;
after that I blast off!!
( life was but a dream!!)
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