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| ... Thief How can you do that, Not to me; but you? Selfish grabbing, Robbing and vile, Darkness from you. Receiving parceled out agony; Special, all just for me. From the very one Who should have insight; some style. Stolen from me go's Way beyond the drugs you robbed. While tears of pain Were dripping down My anguished faces part. Your selfish filth I cannot bare; Your ignorant, disgusting lack of care. Wrapped it in your thieving cloth, So I would not on that day know What pilfering you had stole. I am in torturous pain, again and again; Agonizing pain is mine until my end. Pain that would make you cry like a baby; You little thieving snot. To know how I live each day, For you to see my agony, My vomit coupled with Forever chronic pain, And then to rob what I need, What I need to live my life. And every single day. So caught up you self-centered theft That you did not even care What ramifications your filth has smeared. What you've done is much more Than just a harsh punch to my face. You didn't care of the results, While your little mind Was engaged in thievery. To me, the one who should never see Your thieving hands un-noble deeds; Your father would be sick to see. In your gross selfish manner, You did not even care to know That your actions slash Against the soul. You think I do not know? You think you out foxed me, One of your ignorant foes? That stinking badge is yours Always to wear now on your sleeve. Did you get yourself stoned, Like a filthy little drone? Or sell it for un-needed dollars? Greed you live with all alone. I smell the stench of your badge. Now as my days of pain unfold, One after another, after another; Each past the other. Remember the cost; Forever that stinking badge On your arm will show. Was it worth it? Do you know? |
| ... "It's much more harder when you keep saying that it's hard." -Cesar Milan |
| ... Flying in from Newark She's flying in From Newark here this evening; That awesome regular girl, My favorite one. I try my best to not reveal it, Yet my heart can't stop The flow of passions blood. She flew far from The west, that warm Pacific To this the North Atlantic gate. Where the Newfoundland species Has a warm broad smile for her, So she'll feel here In God's special place She is indeed the special one. |
| ... Just a Song I will sing just a song Let you know I'm not wrong. Then I'll tell you that I've never seen. The end of the rainbow; The riches, and gold To collect there by me. There was just empty ground At the rainbows end; Just a prism beamed down upon me. Yet in that far off land, Where the people live grand, And the green earth belongs To the servants who see. So now please clap your hands For that passionate man, Who has clotted each cut As you bleed. |
| ... Did You? Did you buy it off the lot, or did you lease it? Did it's brightness carry you away? Did a melody caress your eager ears? Did you think it mattered one way or the other? Did tiny sparks of praise light up your way? Did the Light infuse great passion? Did three shine in that Light as One? Did the journey whisk away the worry? Did the timing of it all seem quite well done? Did you make the trip along the rainbow? Did you bask in the bed of gold you'd won? Did you think that new smell scent indulgent? Did you see just around the corner? Did you hear the running train electric come? Did you think time was yours in that moment forever? Did death flash a simple smile when it was done? Did you see the lease goes long past winter? Did you see that hope will sprout forever? |
| ... "Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life. What is it you would let go of today?" -Mary Manin Morrissey |
| ... "Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. The slogan, 'Press on,' has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race." -Calvin Coolidge |
| ... "See God in every person, place, and thing, and all will be well in your world." -Louise Hay |
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