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JMG Oct 2010
I want to keep this short and sweet.
I wanted to write a letter to all those...

All those who said they were my friends
Those I trusted
Those that turned their back
Those that ripped me off
Those that lied....

My letter would say this

*********
JMG Oct 2010
The kind kind
The kindest of kinds
The kindest of kinds that you never can find
It smells like heaven
And it tastes like fruit
A pound of this fruity is worth more than you
So if you can find
The kindest of kind
You bring your bowl
And I'll bring mine
And we'll put some fire to the kindest of kind
Put on some Marley
Peter Tosh or Sublime
Play anything that's kind to my mind
Cause the kindest of kind
Has made me unwind
So if you're ever here
And the kindest is too
I'll get my glass piece
And burn one with you
JG, 2010  ^Look^ it even kinda looks like a bud...:)
JMG Oct 2010
[[I think this is the second half of the first one I found scrounging.  I split them up into two cause they sound better that way.  I still didn't change a word.]]
[[[I wrote the bold part]]]

Wondering
What I left behind
Sitting
On my life unkind
*******
Cause the man's upset
Sitting
On a percocet


Coffee and cigarettes don't do it for me anymore
I'm shooting up on life
And it's unbelievable
I can't control the way I feel
About this urge to take the pills
They **** the pain and sorrow of your lies

**Splitting!
Headache, you can't take the wait
Urging!
To wait, swallow your pains one day
Knowing!
you hate yourself and what you make
JG & Ben Sometime between 2006 - 2008
JMG Oct 2010
[[I found this scrounging through an old notebook.  It's cool but some of it is confusing.  My friend and I wrote it together years ago.  I didn't change a word.  I wanted it to be genuine.]]
[[[I wrote the bold part.]]]


What you see is your reality.  Everything that you have ever dreamed; in a war where it's a fallacy.  Nothing here is always as it seems.  After torture comes the pain.  No one's here to hear your ******' screams

Run!
There's nowhere to hide.
Scars!
That's all you provide
Hate!
What I feel inside
Waste!
Your *** right here, somehow


Eat away at the pain, that's you beat yourself black and blue.  I'll just sit and watch you crash and burn.  I thought you'd never learn, you've never earned but surely spent.  You worked and made your dollar, but never paid the rent. ** Scream piercing screams into your deaf pillow tonight
JG & Ben, Sometime between 2006 - 08
JMG Oct 2010
Is it really me that's gone insane?
Or, brother, is it you?
I think a gear has popped astray.
It's you, oh yes, it's true.
You say I must be crazy.
To think that you're insane.
You think it's in my head.
I think it's in your brain.
You're smarter than a bowl of soup,
But dumber than a brick.
To say that I'm the one that's crazy
Really makes me sick.
I'm smarter than the average man.
I'm good at thinking quick.
But you think I'm the ****** one,
With the nervous tick.
Don't even look at me no more.
Stop sending words my way.
I'm the only voice in this head of mine that deserves the light of day.
JG, 2010
JMG Oct 2010
Take the trip or fail to see,
All the colors life can be.
You'll be sure that you are another,
But you'll be unsure if you is me.

Collapse into this world of color.
See what your senses really can do.
If you tell your mind to do it,
Your eyes will filter the reds and the blues.
If you can wrap your mind around it,
The introspection can show you the truth.
Your world will seem it no longer exists,
While it's neatly tucked inside of your fist.

So for those of you who think you can take her.
Eat this religious piece of paper.
You'll smell colors you never thought your skin could see
You'll be something you never thought you could be.
But what you'll remember forever and ever,
Is the wildly insane **** you will see.
JG, 2010
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