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several Mack trucks
thundered up the main drag
of our quiet township
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
AJ
You're My River
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
AJ
You were laying in the backyard on your lawn,
And you said we had done too much MDMA so
We might as well make it a cocktail and do some K.
And as we did it off the log pile under the tree
Your nose started to bleed,
Because earlier we had done coke.
We were such dumb kids,
It is even amazing that we were still alive.
And as we ran inside to make ice cream sundaes
I tripped over my own feet,
And then decided to make out with grass,
Because I fell in love with nature.
And we found a tarp,
And some silver and purple and black and yellow paint.
And we decided to get naked and become human paintings.
And it didn't matter that I was engaged because you are gayer than Tim Gun.
And I made a pond on your back,
With fish swimming up the river of your legs.
And we took pictures
And cried because we were the most beautiful models.
You decided you were superman and tried to climb the wood pile.
You fell so gracefully,
It was like you were a moving piece of art.
I gave you stitches and accidentally sewed a heart into your leg,
You did not mind.
You told me it was the only heart you had right now.
So I told you that scared me,
That it made me want to die
And I took the scissors and cut my leg.
But you took it away
And I made out with the grass again.

Simple is as simple does,
I am here now because because.
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
Allison Parker
i like the little things in life
because without the little pebbles
what would support the mountain
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
champain
how can you
speak up
(have a say)
when you didn't even
have a voice
to begin with?
Said the king to the colonel,
'The complaints are eternal,
That you Irish give more trouble
Than any other corps.'

Said the colonel to the king,
'This complaint is no new thing,
For your foemen, sire,
have made it A hundred times before.'
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
Jade
I want.
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
Jade
I want to drive off into the horizon,
I want to disappear into the sky.
I want to drown myself in the clouds,
I want to see if I can fly.

I want to soar with the eagles,
their spirit I admire.
I want to be guided by angels,
I want to feel my soul on fire.

I want not to get lost in slumber,
I want to drift off in wonder.
I want to let go of the night,
I want to hold on to the light.

I want to hold my head up high,
I want to speak with pride.
I want not to dwell on regrets and sigh,
I want fulfillment on my side.

As I look at the vast majesty above,
I want to think only about beautiful love.
The frost is always the whitest
On the corn-crib and the barn,
The house is always the quietest
When folks are asleep on the farm,

The locusts and crickets the chirpiest
Though they may not stay in tune,
The darkness is the nightiest
When there is no moon.
 Jan 2014 Gabriel
Loren C
Sorry, thank you and I love you is a short and simple word
but it's very difficult to say.
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