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Feb 2011
Just sit there, be bitter
Just sit there, a quitter
You always were the black sheep of your litter
So just sit with your stale face
With your mind in the mud
Live life at your snail pace
Hollow eyes like a drug
I can't stand it
I can't take it
Get me out of this room
I won't make it
If you can't shake it
Your terrible, and dark, bitter gloom

So sit there so bitter
Just lie down, you quitter
One day the tables will turn
I'll be back again
To show you, my friend
Just how awfully bad that it burned
So while I am gone
No matter how long
Be prepared to show what you learned
No matter the pain
When I'm back I'll have gained
All I want is to share what I earned

No matter what you say
Regardless what you do
The love will not die
Til my face has turned blue
My very first friend
Should be there til the end
Or they'll bury me before I am through....
JG, February 2011
This is one of the only poems I have ever written that I can't read without almost coming to tears....
JMG
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JMG
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