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 Jul 2015 Judgson blessing
Rj
Crashing into me like waves on the coast
Wrecking ball dancing down the hallways
Sangria//Blake Shelton
so tired of walking this desert
of barren land and the driest hope
i am parched. beyond belief
i don't know if i can cope

my mind exists in an arid region
where the sand blows over my screams
i am buried beyond living
beyond life, beyond dreams
At times, your flotsom and jetsom gets to me.
Mostly, I think you're beautiful.

At times, I look at you and want to ask,
"Why are you in a frantic, frothing frenzy?"

At times, I exclaim, "Really? Come on! I mean, come on! How bad is it, really?"...

At times, you storm away.

At times, I wonder if you are worth the aggrivation.

At times, I don't think I deserve you.
I wrote this, just now, on this url, from my small, but smart phone the first thing this morning. March 14, 2015.
Thing is,
I am a man of this modern world.
The people of this time are aware we have lost the ways of opulent formality and style.

Thing is,
We are confounded that because people expect us to simply be polite.
It is such an offense that we created a new term to redefine it: political correctness. We don't really worry about the correctness part, but we think a lot about the political part.

Thing is,
Politics and politeness are not synonymous.
Though we could be polite when discussing our politics, we rarely are.
It's no wonder, because we are deeply passionate about the rules that govern us.

Thing is,
We should forget about being politically correct. We should be, instead, politely correct. No matter where we stand, we can treat each other with a niceness that I hope is not irretrievably lost to our more formal past.

Thing is,
We lose a bit of our finess everytime we hold on to bitterness. Let go of fear. What do you have to lose?
I hope this poem speaks for itself. Please, let it do so. Do not buy, sell, trade or use to fundraise for this site or any other.
 Jun 2015 Judgson blessing
Rj
Lc
 Jun 2015 Judgson blessing
Rj
Lc
I miss you
I miss us
I miss being close
And friendly
The way we joked
And wrestled
And got muddy
The way we laughed
And admired
How we shared
How we hid
I miss being your friend
Because if I can't
Be your lover
Then I promise
I'll still make
The perfect *friend
Love is forgiving
Forgiving is love
Both
Tis love!!!

And if thou doth not haveth forgiveness with love
Than thou doth not haveth love in forgiveness!!!
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