tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16508736785772001602024-03-13T22:57:34.250-07:00Commotion EmotionA collection of poems. Please read and comment.Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-12898719583750772612011-08-08T17:29:00.000-07:002011-08-08T17:29:00.144-07:00So Utterly Tired<div style="text-align: center;">Eyelashes like bars on her eyes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">locking away all her fears.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She's just so tired, </div><div style="text-align: center;">so utterly tired.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't let it it escape your control, girl</div><div style="text-align: center;">you know what will happen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is past the point of no return,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but hides her sadness behind apathy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Look past the blue and gray</div><div style="text-align: center;">and see the black slowly taking over.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was you who broke her</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sound mind and body </div><div style="text-align: center;">reduced to madness,</div><div style="text-align: center;">listen hard enough and you will hear</div><div style="text-align: center;">the chaos of her silence.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stare straight and blank</div><div style="text-align: center;">absorbing but never omitting</div><div style="text-align: center;">any light</div><div style="text-align: center;">just absorbing;</div><div style="text-align: center;">the dark.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Call and she will not answer.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is not mute,</div><div style="text-align: center;">do not underestimate her,</div><div style="text-align: center;">she does not speak because if she does</div><div style="text-align: center;">she will erupt and then there is no going back</div><div style="text-align: center;">everything will come crumbling down</div><div style="text-align: center;">and it will not matter until everything </div><div style="text-align: center;">about her</div><div style="text-align: center;">is reduced to ashes</div><div style="text-align: center;">never once blinking until the dust settles.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But see what you have done?</div><div style="text-align: center;">You should have kept your mouth shut!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lock and key,</div><div style="text-align: center;">chain and weight,</div><div style="text-align: center;">return the bars to your eyes, girl.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But she wont let that happen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You call </div><div style="text-align: center;">but she will not answer,</div><div style="text-align: center;">because if she does a world of pain </div><div style="text-align: center;">will crumble around her,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and she is just so tired; </div><div style="text-align: center;">So utterly tired.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Edging,</div><div style="text-align: center;">towards the blanket of darkness.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tipping,</div><div style="text-align: center;">off a cliff.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Black road.</div><div style="text-align: center;">White eyes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's dark,</div><div style="text-align: center;">so clear.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Black hood,</div><div style="text-align: center;">outstretched hand.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cold.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Inviting.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dead.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fight, </div><div style="text-align: center;">strong hands pull</div><div style="text-align: center;">away from the dark.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Back to the</div><div style="text-align: center;">light, and the pain.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Someone's hand is pulling.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pain and struggle,</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's worth it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dark and empty,</div><div style="text-align: center;">too easy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Death is easy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Living is hard.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">An awfully big adventure.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-87273439370732394072011-08-02T12:40:00.000-07:002011-08-02T12:40:30.714-07:00Streetlights<!--StartFragment--> <div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">My bed lay underneath the window, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">with a clear view of the street.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I would always look at the streetlamps, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">and count cars instead of sheep.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Was I, so young, afraid of burglars or robbers? <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Absolutely, no.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">The night held too many promises,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Of adventures and heroes. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I would imagine my stories,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Taken from my book that day.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I would put myself in them,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">As always the heroine who always knows just what to say.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">The Night was my chariot, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">And it took me to a far away place.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Anywhere, and anytime,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I was in control of the time and the space.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Under my window, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">safe in my bed;<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">but I was really somewhere else,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">At least in my head.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">And when I opened my eyes<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I would see the streetlights;<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">And know I would come back to my adventures<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Always the next night.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">So young, not in control,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I loved my bed by the window.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Because I was always staring out and dreaming beyond,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">It was a habit, I learned, I would never outgrow.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Each night was an adventure,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">Each night a release,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">I was in control of my life,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">And it was how I found peace.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">That’s why I loved my bed by the window,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">And spent each night watching the streetlights, (Even when I was grown)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">As they drew me, and took me,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">To a place that was all my own. <o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-66213127866009620492011-07-22T20:48:00.000-07:002011-07-22T20:48:19.741-07:00What my words mean<div style="text-align: center;">I eat up your attention,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> every morsel you dangle in front of my face.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Begging for more,</div><div style="text-align: center;">notice me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This matters,</div><div style="text-align: center;">right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I fear the day when my words won't matter.</div><div style="text-align: center;">What am I without this?</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is all I know,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and yet am I even good at it?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">How daunting is the thought that</div><div style="text-align: center;">the one thing that matters to you</div><div style="text-align: center;">doesn't matter the world.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Isn't that what we all fear?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Invisibility.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-67020891037623202382011-07-19T18:37:00.000-07:002011-07-19T18:37:18.510-07:00Hypocrite<div style="text-align: center;">When I thought you couldn't stoop any lower,</div><div style="text-align: center;">When I thought your lies were all done....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seems like you have a trick or two still up your sleeve,</div><div style="text-align: center;">because you go and you do this, and then you run.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Away from the truth your words fly,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and convincing smiles blur the lies.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it will always be there, what you've done</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hidden deep inside.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You hypocrite, who justifies all that you do with lies, </div><div style="text-align: center;">then judges with an iron rod.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You've compromised your "truths" and "morals"</div><div style="text-align: center;">By quoting your so called "god"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought you had changed because you said you did,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dad how can you do the things that you do?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought you said you loved me,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess that was a lie too.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A child down the street greets</div><div style="text-align: center;">the warm day with a </div><div style="text-align: center;">smile and a laugh.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Opening his arms</div><div style="text-align: center;">to grasp at the air</div><div style="text-align: center;">with his chubby fingers,</div><div style="text-align: center;">his face skyward.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The world is his.</div><div style="text-align: center;">To explore.</div><div style="text-align: center;">To create.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But his smile is unaware</div><div style="text-align: center;">and his heart is not prepared</div><div style="text-align: center;">for this world.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I shudder to think of the day</div><div style="text-align: center;">that he must face the sun</div><div style="text-align: center;">unfiltered by the sheltering leaves,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and without a breeze to cool his face.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He does not know that </div><div style="text-align: center;">monsters hide behind beauty and promises.</div><div style="text-align: center;">He does not know that</div><div style="text-align: center;">the more terrible monsters are those who</div><div style="text-align: center;"> once upon a time, brought sunlight to your life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only to take it away.</div><div style="text-align: center;">He does not know that </div><div style="text-align: center;">one day the sun will forsake him</div><div style="text-align: center;">and throw him into a darkness, </div><div style="text-align: center;">complete.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He does not know, but </div><div style="text-align: center;">he will learn, one day;</div><div style="text-align: center;">all too soon, that</div><div style="text-align: center;">the brighter the light is,</div><div style="text-align: center;">the darker his shadows will become.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-26639877162723218322011-07-13T17:14:00.000-07:002011-07-13T20:01:38.087-07:00Cracked sidewalks and secrets<div style="text-align: center;">Cracked sidewalks and secrets.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I care and I've kept yours.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You say you care</div><div style="text-align: center;">more than me, </div><div style="text-align: center;">but you step on the cracks,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Waterfalls in my eyes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your love is circumstantial,</div><div style="text-align: center;">its cruel to lead me on.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Slippery slopes and endless circles</div><div style="text-align: center;">always end in pain.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Slipping and falling,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't need your help to push me farther down.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But you seem to think I do.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soft, beautiful lies,</div><div style="text-align: center;">caramel sweet.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I see through your mask,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but you lie so convincingly</div><div style="text-align: center;">you believe your own lies.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's done, it's over.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your facade fades,</div><div style="text-align: center;">your mind and love and emotion </div><div style="text-align: center;">change.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your face drops. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And like the crack of a whip</div><div style="text-align: center;">you start and won't finish </div><div style="text-align: center;">until I lie down,</div><div style="text-align: center;">my bleeding heart on the floor.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Step on it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Step on the cracks.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Step on my heart.<br />
Go on,</div><div style="text-align: center;">reveal all my secrets,</div><div style="text-align: center;">you have proved you truly don't care.<br />
Your true self.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I will always care,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and keep you in my heart</div><div style="text-align: center;">and keep your secrets.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You are too important not to,</div><div style="text-align: center;">though I know I'm not to you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's over, </div><div style="text-align: center;">you plundered and took</div><div style="text-align: center;">everything from me.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take until you are satisfied.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't have the heart to stop you,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nor the will.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My sad shoes turn away from you,<br />
my eyes on the cracked sidewalks,<br />
and I finally walk away;</div><div style="text-align: center;">your secrets burdening my pockets.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-49382541604854900972011-07-12T19:37:00.000-07:002011-07-12T19:37:51.008-07:00Meaning<div style="text-align: center;">You who is not heard</div><div style="text-align: center;">knows what it feels like,</div><div style="text-align: center;">the moment the time is right</div><div style="text-align: center;">you are at a loss,</div><div style="text-align: center;">of what to say,</div><div style="text-align: center;">your neat columns crumble</div><div style="text-align: center;">and disappear.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Impossible to convey.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You of all people should know </div><div style="text-align: center;">that feelings, </div><div style="text-align: center;">lose there meaning, </div><div style="text-align: center;">when spoken.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-77628690006663036262011-07-11T16:38:00.000-07:002011-07-11T16:39:35.161-07:00Liar<div style="text-align: center;">When you say 'I love you' </div><div style="text-align: center;">I cringe.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because my hardened heart </div><div style="text-align: center;">wants to soften.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I know what will happen if I do,</div><div style="text-align: center;">If I let you in,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like all the other times.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You will hurt me</div><div style="text-align: center;">and I will harden again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Each time a little more of me</div><div style="text-align: center;">chips away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Forgive and forget,</div><div style="text-align: center;">you say.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You hypocrite.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart shrivels in fear</div><div style="text-align: center;">at your love.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whatever it is that you named</div><div style="text-align: center;">'Love'.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you'</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to believe</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you'</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I know the truth</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you'</div><div style="text-align: center;">But what if I'm wrong, like you say?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you'</div><div style="text-align: center;">Please don't</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you' </div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't fall for it again</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you' </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't fall for it again</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">'I love you'</div><div style="text-align: center;">You say...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to believe so bad,</div><div style="text-align: center;">one more chance won't hurt...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it does and always will.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But a part of me will always yearn</div><div style="text-align: center;">with a sickening desire</div><div style="text-align: center;">for you to love me once more,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I used to love a liar.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-67027503776623228452011-07-10T20:39:00.000-07:002011-07-10T20:39:20.105-07:00Identity<div style="text-align: center;">Be like others,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but be like yourself.</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's just so much pressure </div><div style="text-align: center;">to be someone else.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be your own individual,</div><div style="text-align: center;">But be like your brother.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be your own person,</div><div style="text-align: center;">But be like your mother.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You radical,</div><div style="text-align: center;">You leader,</div><div style="text-align: center;">You visionist, </div><div style="text-align: center;">You traitor,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be You but be Him,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be You but be Myself.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be You but be Her,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be You but for heavens sakes don't be Yourself.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-47300469937788671592011-07-10T17:32:00.000-07:002011-07-12T19:40:53.539-07:00Cat Scratches<div style="text-align: center;">I cannot escape,</div><div style="text-align: center;">these feelings never leave.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Words pull from my mind slowly</div><div style="text-align: center;">and smiles strain against me.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pretending hurts even more than </div><div style="text-align: center;">the truth.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everything is tinged </div><div style="text-align: center;">a sickly sweet gray.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even the brightest and happiest moments</div><div style="text-align: center;">eventually give way to the cracked and bleeding surface,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hidden underneath.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Always hidden underneath. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I cannot escape.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I cannot handle it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cat scratches </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-66032175319198760392011-05-18T10:24:00.000-07:002011-05-18T10:24:41.559-07:00Ode to a teenager<div style="text-align: center;">Ode to the teenager,</div><div style="text-align: center;">who grew up too fast.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose eyes know too much,</div><div style="text-align: center;">whose face is a mask.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose life is a rock face,</div><div style="text-align: center;">beaten by waves.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who stumbled, and crumbled</div><div style="text-align: center;">but stood still the same.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who once remembered that one good thing,</div><div style="text-align: center;">when they didn't know;</div><div style="text-align: center;">to guard against the three bad</div><div style="text-align: center;">that surely would follow.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The one who once believed </div><div style="text-align: center;">in a higher creation,</div><div style="text-align: center;">before the servants of him</div><div style="text-align: center;">proved a hypocrite nation.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">To the hardened, yet soft;</div><div style="text-align: center;">the loving, yet scared;</div><div style="text-align: center;">who wonders if something happened</div><div style="text-align: center;">would anyone care?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who wonders now,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> even more still,</div><div style="text-align: center;">do they care even now?</div><div style="text-align: center;">even though I'm not ill?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who see through their mask?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who notices their pain?</div><div style="text-align: center;">They look past the "Healthy"</div><div style="text-align: center;">only notice the slain</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So they give what they didn't receive </div><div style="text-align: center;">because they know the feeling.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ode to a teenager,</div><div style="text-align: center;">a child without healing. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-71104887394200442022011-05-13T13:00:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:00:07.162-07:00A Good War<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My Grandpa says he’s gonna have a war with God tonight.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“A good war” he says,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“A good war”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He knows his time is coming <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But he doesn’t want to leave until the time is right<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He loved my Nanny,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My Poppy did.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He loved her more than he did life,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Than the world,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What a good girl his Marie was<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What a good girl”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She had cancer,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And though she was strong:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I’m ready, I’ll fight it”, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She used to say with a smile,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I wish she wasn’t wrong.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I was supposed to go first” my grandpa cried when she he knew she wouldn’t make it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The pain was too much for her to stay awake, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Medication,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And sedation,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This was the first time<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I saw my Nanny with no strength,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Even for a smile.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Just a week for her to be taken from him<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Just a week for her to be taken from me<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Hurt</span></i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> was the only word she managed, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Or so we thought,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Because she was strong (and, oh-so full of love)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">That when the time was right,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Her time was near,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And as he cried,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Cried, right by her bedside,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She kissed him<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And said:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I love you </span></i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">goodbye<o:p></o:p></i></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My Grandma, so strong,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Taken from me in days.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I wish I had more time, fourteen years of life<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Is not long enough;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Fifty years of marriage,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Was still not long enough.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“It was supposed to be me” he said<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I was supposed to go first”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Two years later and you’re just getting worse<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The strength you found in Grandma left you<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She was taken from you<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This curse, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This solitude,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I knew you couldn’t live without her.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So is that why you’ve decided to go?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">For her?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Because you think the time seems right?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She loved you, you know,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And you loved her too.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And now you let your love show,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You let go of your body<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">For her, so you can see,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So that your mind,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">With her,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Will finally be free.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’ll miss you Poppy, when you go,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But if you time is right<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’ll let you sleep, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’ll let you go<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To be with my Nanny tonight<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You will finally be with your Marie tonight<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What a good girl” he whispers<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What a good girl”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You’ll finally be with your Marie tonight<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My Grandpa says he’s gonna have a war with God tonight<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“A good war” he nodded, slowly thinking,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“A good war”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-85535827442050827052011-05-05T15:57:00.001-07:002011-05-05T15:57:49.306-07:00Dreamer in a Dead Language<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 26px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 26px;">A man, who is alone,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">In world, and in possessions,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Spends hours contemplating<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">the world outside his walls; but his most relentless<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">thought of all, is thoughts about the dust upon the floor.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">He knows not of his age, just that he feels like<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">that loathsome dust, he kicks and watches it swirl, as it<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Come to rest at his feet,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">until the sunsets. Then, and only then,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">he dare raise his tired eyes to the window.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">the last rays of sun boring holes into his face,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and as he watches the empty road<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">a salty sweet emotion,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">climbs ridge over wrinkle,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">as he turns his face away from the window.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">They didn’t come again, today.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">A brilliant man in his time,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">ignored in his present.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">A philosopher who could see the depths of a person’s very soul,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">if there were only people there for him to do so.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">So he rises for the first and last time<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">from his lonely chair.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And climbs into bed, throwing the dust into chaos,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">as they are thrown up into the air.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">He settles down to sleep, and dreams<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">of a crushing figure<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">pulling him away.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">He struggles to run, but his resistance is in vain,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and as he pulls, his body decays,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and the more he screams the more he cannot<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Be heard.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And so the man is dragged into a fitful retreat,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">of his body and his mind,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">no more soul to see,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">no one to see him go,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">no one to hear as he is like the dust,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">who is kicked and thrashed about, without a thought.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Until like the dust, he lays unheard,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and rests, eternal upon the floor.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-30879362128471745152011-05-04T20:21:00.000-07:002011-05-05T07:07:35.674-07:00Drowning<div style="text-align: center;">Go ahead and ignore;</div><div style="text-align: center;">my silent cries for help.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You see the signs,</div><div style="text-align: center;">am I not clear?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I need you</div><div style="text-align: center;">but you do not hear,</div><div style="text-align: center;">you're too concerned about yourself;</div><div style="text-align: center;">every step in my direction </div><div style="text-align: center;">is treason.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And every bit of attention I get</div><div style="text-align: center;">needs a fucking reason. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Please see me,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> my heart is crowning,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Please save me,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm drowning</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-28366046465004958062011-05-02T21:21:00.000-07:002011-05-10T19:01:48.777-07:00Now Accepted and Growing<div style="text-align: center;">Break and Ache, Forsake and Take</div><div style="text-align: center;">Renew, Undo, Blink and Sink<br />
Lighting Propane, my god you're Insane</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cry and Sigh and Lie and Die</div><div style="text-align: center;">and Sit and Wonder and Judge one Another</div><div style="text-align: center;">Comprehend and Send and Lend and Pens</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some and All and Skin and Falls</div><div style="text-align: center;">Deaths and Hoorays and Films and Pay days</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's Knowing and Showing now Accepted and Growing<br />
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</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-59388951447406053722011-05-02T20:58:00.000-07:002011-05-02T20:58:49.768-07:00And Then She’d Laugh<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">A picture of Nanny,</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">a grandma too soon lost,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">but a picture so like her,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">it captures a lifetime.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">The background is almost black, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">maybe night outside, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">barely noticed blue curtains almost blend with the dark;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">the white of the window<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and a little white orb,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">possibly a candle,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">is the only color there,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">besides my grandma <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">surprised at the camera.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">A little off center<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">showing from her shoulders up<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">she stands, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">as if suddenly turned to answer the call of <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘Marie’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">or ‘Mom’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">or the cry of a grandchild. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Turned abruptly she met with a flash<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">a candid moment capture but surely her best.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">If you knew my grandma <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">then surely you’d know<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">that after this picture was take she would laugh,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">a laugh so contagious<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">because that’s who she was.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">And if you really knew my grandma <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">then surely you’d know<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">(that if she wasn’t cooking)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">she was probably holding one of her grandchildren <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">in this picture<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">because she lived for them,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and she would knit<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and cook <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and sing for them:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘I love you, a bushel and a peck”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Or maybe in this picture <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">she might’ve been cooking for her family<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">like she did daily. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">A traditional Italian woman,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and one of the best,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">she lived to serve <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">her family<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">her children<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and her grandchildren:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘A bushel and a peck and you make my heart a wreck’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Her off pink shirt was cleanly pressed,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">her salt and pepper hair,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">natural, and curly like mine.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Her enormous glasses rimmed in a dash of brown color<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">they reflect her eyes <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and her surprise <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and the flash of light:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘I love you, a bushel and a peck’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">Her mouth half open with surprise<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">show her two front teeth with a little space in between,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">eyebrows high, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and eyes open wide,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">body half turned,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">unseen hands busy with food or with child,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">always handled with care<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and I can still hear her singing as if she is right here:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘Yes I do,’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">She probably laughed her full laugh after the moment was captured<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and patted her hair,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and stirred her fresh pot of sauce,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and kissed a grandchild<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">because that’s who she was:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘I love you,’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">This picture captures who she is: <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">surprised<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and open, <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and always busy with love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">and then she’d finish her song with:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 368.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">‘Scooby Doo’<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11.0pt;">And then she’d laugh.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-3468881930489710332011-05-02T20:54:00.000-07:002011-05-02T20:54:05.154-07:00The Elegy of Mr. Pincus<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Mr. Pincus, the embodiment of a teacher.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A teacher who taught science, but<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Specialized in people. In my time: Preteens. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You took us outside and blew cigarette<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Smoke onto paper, the hole grew slowly <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">burning brown and black. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A warning you gave us: trying to<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Protect us. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You were a man who took caring and teaching<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Beyond the classroom. Educating us in subjects like music,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And life, and even taking the time to make mix tapes<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">For my sister, teaching her what “real music was”.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">What you did for us was beyond what it states in <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Resume. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Whether as DJ or as teacher you commanded our attention,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And your presence was well known whether on dance floor <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Or in classroom. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Your style of living was contagious,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Your memory a lesson taught.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A friend to all, with the ability to make us laugh while<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Teaching us too. You liked to humor us, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Satisfying our curious and easily<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Excited minds: You poured clear<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Liquid onto your black, marble desk and turned out the lights.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You ignited the fire, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">One pull of a match on your teeth,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Which jumped in new life.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">We all gathered around, cooing at the light, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Orange and red,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Dancing in front of us. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And your eyes swam with the light<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">as we laughed and awed.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I could see your eyes were filled with something,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You were filled with the eyes of a father, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Watching us with <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Amusement,</i> and <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Pride</i>. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Still awed at us, awed at you: <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Mr. Pincus, if you set out to impact one student’s life,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You have done so in me, and in others<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Exponentially.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Mr. Pincus: the man whose breath burned a whole in paper, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A man who made fire dance for us, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A man and a father who specialized in people, <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And a teacher who specialized in Me.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">May you Rest in the Sweetest Peace. <o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650873678577200160.post-30422351961701259112011-05-02T20:52:00.000-07:002011-05-10T18:58:03.242-07:00Amanda<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Memories hurt and die<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Does she remember like I do?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I sit in my room after all these years.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How improbable<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">To think that I would be imagining <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">our friendship at this moment.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Has she ever thought of me too?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Once?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Twice?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Never?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">After all these years?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How stupid to be sad of a friendship dead<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">She doesn’t care, and neither do I<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">But why do I feel like crying?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It was not my fault, but, then again<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It wasn’t hers.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It was all the shit our parents fed us<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">On religion and difference<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And tolerance and persecution<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">All the hypocrisy and propaganda<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Caused our distance<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And causes my mind to drift on seas I haven’t <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Sailed on in a long time.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And slowly lose myself on the black tides,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Choppy and foreign <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And familiar.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A friendship lost for what?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Stupidity.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I’ve seen you, but we cannot speak like we used to.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I’ve see your face reflected in the churning<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Currents next to me,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Distorted.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And when it clears for that split second <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Between waves, I see us, Amanda,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Young and free again.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">We could be…<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">No we can’t.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I can only hold on to that second<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">For so long.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Close my eyes and close my heart<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Like our parents did for us so long ago<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And told us to.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I’m so sorry, Amanda.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I see you, Amanda...<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">But we can never be the same,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I hold on to the past so sweet</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">and brave against the present so bleak</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">and keep walking.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a 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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Ripples of emotion,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Tangible in liquid,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Spear my soul<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Ooze and creak<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">My aching heart<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If I protect,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I harden,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And so be criticized,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If I bleed and <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">slowly heal, I am once<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">again vulnerable<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">and the next hit pushes<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Deeper. <o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment--><div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://www.hypersmash.com/dreamhost/" id="Mm149">dreamhost promotion codes</a></div>Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15947537020442494264noreply@blogger.com0