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I've already died a thousand deaths
For my heart would
Stop
From every time
You called my name
So, no
I don't mind at all
Dying one final time
For **Yours
You stab me in the back with a knife,
and I apologize for bleeding on it.
 Apr 2014 George Maris
Fudz Lana
Your eyes are telling a tale
Everywhere you go

Your steps are making rhythms
silent and slow

Your head was never high
Nor does your voice

Every tremble of your hands
Every quiver on your lips
I know.
for my lovely friend who had thought for all these years no one has seen the pain in his eyes or the anxiety on his face. I miss you. be strong.
 Mar 2014 George Maris
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Teddy
 Mar 2014 George Maris
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the perkiest bark from one tiny dog
cut through the woods near a cranberry bog
and I alone present to hear what he say
had let him go free without leash for a day

I then the keeper of this little mutt
again and too often within the same rut
Hey little guy, I'm right over here!!
just follow your nose, it should be very clear!!

from out of the woods then he tore with a squeal
leapt into my arms with a squirrel at his heel
never before had I seen such a sight
Teddy the Bear being filled with such fright.

The very next day I took him, I reckon
right back to the place of his fear, let it beckon
I've been in his shoes, and I know how it goes
think it's best to be done with your everyday woes.

So I set the dog down and I told to him to flee
and he ran like the wind and took off for a tree
and up the squirrel ran like a bat out of hell
old Teddy is back, and he's sure feeling well!

— The End —