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JonDelVecchio
JonDelVecchio
she makes me feel like it's raining outside / and when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
e: everything you do makes my ****** mood turn okay m: man , you sure look beautiful, like any other day. o: only you give me butterflies, and believe me thats new t: this truly is too good to be true but... i: i... i think i'm in love with you. o: obviously you've heard that before but... n: no-one catches my blue eyes like you do. s: surely we can be something more then friends, or at least pretend.
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 5:59 PM UTC
a poem about you
If you personally know me, you’d know just how gullible I really am You could tell me the sky’s falling and I’d believe you. Or You could tell me you’ll change. After the umteenth time I’ll finally realize a leopard doesn’t change its spots. Like a wise man once said, “fool me once, shame on - shame on you. Fool me - you can’t get fooled again.’ … Okay, maybe George W. Bush wasn’t very wise but neither am I Everyone makes mistakes so I’m sure as hell not one to judge But I’m definitely good at holding a grudge So don’t ever expect a hug from me I’m speaking to all of my past friends that used me and the people that emotionally abused me ‘Luckily’ in my case this is to everyone but my family … Yes I’m emotional but I’m only a human And yes I’m gullible to think I’ll always have the same friends Some come and some go, but those that really matter are the ones that are there for you when you feel all alone No I didn’t cut my hair for you guys to like me more or find me ‘attractive’ I cut it for myself because I started to dislike how I looked and I wanted to give to those who needed it more The idea of making some little kid out in the world smile and happy about their appearance with a fresh new head of hair, makes me feel a little bit better about myself. But hey, if you don’t like it. There’s the door. … From here on out, I’ll be sure to only let positive people into my life and into my arms But without a doubt, in the end, you’ll be remembered for the things you did and the things you’d never done, the people you hung out with and those you never even spoke to Most of you may look at me and say, wow he really enjoys talking about himself or this poem is dumb ... I wrote this poem to tell all of you at once that you shouldn’t do or say things you’ll regret Learn to look above the horizon and reach out to people you’d never imagine yourself talking to Because someone out there will reach right back and bring you to a beautiful garden where the butterflies only exist in your stomach. Don't be gullible like me and hear one opinion and believe to be true Don’t let a group of people let you feel blue Just as I shouldn’t have listen to those people back in middle school who called me worthless and dumb Because I’m only human and I think I’m **** good one
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
gullible
If you personally know me, you’d know just how gullible I really am You could tell me the sky’s falling and I’d believe you. Or You could tell me you’ll change. After the umteenth time I’ll finally realize a leopard doesn’t change its spots. Like a wise man once said, “fool me once, shame on - shame on you. Fool me - you can’t get fooled again.’ … Okay, maybe George W. Bush wasn’t very wise but neither am I Everyone makes mistakes so I’m sure as hell not one to judge But I’m definitely good at holding a grudge So don’t ever expect a hug from me I’m speaking to all of my past friends that used me and the people that emotionally abused me ‘Luckily’ in my case this is to everyone but my family … Yes I’m emotional but I’m only a human And yes I’m gullible to think I’ll always have the same friends Some come and some go, but those that really matter are the ones that are there for you when you feel all alone No I didn’t cut my hair for you guys to like me more or find me ‘attractive’ I cut it for myself because I started to dislike how I looked and I wanted to give to those who needed it more The idea of making some little kid out in the world smile and happy about their appearance with a fresh new head of hair, makes me feel a little bit better about myself. But hey, if you don’t like it. There’s the door. … From here on out, I’ll be sure to only let positive people into my life and into my arms But without a doubt, in the end, you’ll be remembered for the things you did and the things you’d never done, the people you hung out with and those you never even spoke to Most of you may look at me and say, wow he really enjoys talking about himself or this poem is dumb ... I wrote this poem to tell all of you at once that you shouldn’t do or say things you’ll regret Learn to look above the horizon and reach out to people you’d never imagine yourself talking to Because someone out there will reach right back and bring you to a beautiful garden where the butterflies only exist in your stomach. Don't be gullible like me and hear one opinion and believe to be true Don’t let a group of people let you feel blue Just as I shouldn’t have listen to those people back in middle school who called me worthless and dumb Because I’m only human and I think I’m **** good one
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where you can't do anything no matter how hard you try?      play a simple song on guitar....                         have a conversation with someone.....                                                                                                                                  draw something.....                                                                 focus......                                                                     or even....                                                                                                                                            smile? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- one of those days where you feel alone, lost and upset at yourself?                       one of those days where all of your past mistakes eat away at you.... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------                                                     one of those days...                      where you know where you are but you still feel lost. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well,                   Today...                                          Is...                                                       One...                                                                        Of...                                                                                     Those...                                                                                                               Days....
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
One of those days...
where you can't do anything no matter how hard you try?      play a simple song on guitar....                         have a conversation with someone.....                                                                                                                                  draw something.....                                                                 focus......                                                                     or even....                                                                                                                                            smile? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- one of those days where you feel alone, lost and upset at yourself?                       one of those days where all of your past mistakes eat away at you.... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------                                                     one of those days...                      where you know where you are but you still feel lost. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well,                   Today...                                          Is...                                                       One...                                                                        Of...                                                                                     Those...                                                                                                               Days....
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12:19 AM Sitting on my bed staring at my screen. L o s t Not only in my emotions but in a plethora of words and thoughts running through M y complex, depressed, and hopeless M i n d Sitting on my bed staring at my pathetic words on my pathetic screen 12:28 AM
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
Writers Block
When you see her cry      you get a rag, a gentle delicate cloth.                                         Lovingly grasp her hand                                                and dab its tip;                                        dry each tear as they come.                                                                                           And ask each drop                                                                                                why it'd leave                                                                                           such beautiful eyes.   If she wishes to be in the sky,   tell her to go.                               Take the sun ransom,                               and replace its shining                                     with her own.                                                                       So you can see her every morning                                                                                    and wish for her                                                                                   return each night. When you see her scars   both visible and non-     touch each gently.                                              And remind her                                        that each and every hurt                                             she has survived,                                                                                         has only made her                                                                                    that much more unique;                                                                                        that much stronger.   Show her that she   is a special person and is worthy of love.                                      That she deserves the love                                             she fears to give...                                             show her so that                                                                                  one day after you're gone                                                                                   she can find the strength                                                                                     to go on without you.     Tell her that while she might not be a goddess far above worldly desires,                                           that she is amazing,                                          for just being herself                                     for being that beautiful girl                                                                                who thinks herself damaged                                                                                   when in truth she's just                                                                                 a different kind of beautiful.    And finally, love her.   Like a boy loves a girl Till she finally remembers                                             that that's what she is:                                           not a scar, not a goddess,                                              not a star. But a girl.                                                                                     That deserves to be loved.
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
How to Show a Girl to Love Herself
When you see her cry      you get a rag, a gentle delicate cloth.                                         Lovingly grasp her hand                                                and dab its tip;                                        dry each tear as they come.                                                                                           And ask each drop                                                                                                why it'd leave                                                                                           such beautiful eyes.   If she wishes to be in the sky,   tell her to go.                               Take the sun ransom,                               and replace its shining                                     with her own.                                                                       So you can see her every morning                                                                                    and wish for her                                                                                   return each night. When you see her scars   both visible and non-     touch each gently.                                              And remind her                                        that each and every hurt                                             she has survived,                                                                                         has only made her                                                                                    that much more unique;                                                                                        that much stronger.   Show her that she   is a special person and is worthy of love.                                      That she deserves the love                                             she fears to give...                                             show her so that                                                                                  one day after you're gone                                                                                   she can find the strength                                                                                     to go on without you.     Tell her that while she might not be a goddess far above worldly desires,                                           that she is amazing,                                          for just being herself                                     for being that beautiful girl                                                                                who thinks herself damaged                                                                                   when in truth she's just                                                                                 a different kind of beautiful.    And finally, love her.   Like a boy loves a girl Till she finally remembers                                             that that's what she is:                                           not a scar, not a goddess,                                              not a star. But a girl.                                                                                     That deserves to be loved.
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---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The past is the thing that shapes a person Who they dated How they acted What their interests were - It helps people learn Right from Wrong Good or Bad Left to Right Up and Down - Only words and pictures of our pasts exist now But how come they affect our mood? Our outlook? Our feelings? - Here in the present it changes our perspective on numerous things Our relationship Our behavior And how treat others - - But we quickly brush it away - - Some of us hold on to it and some of us let it go - The strong minded learn to let it go While the weak are the ones who hold on to it - But they hold on to much more than a mere memory - They hold onto a very frail friendship - In this present day ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
The Past