In my mind, way back I am waiting for my fears to nock me off this track. Slowly I hurt, inside, Already I am looking for a safe haven to go and hide.
In my heart, deep down, There is a patient giving love that can not be ever found.
The soul is aging, in time, has known opening up to exist as an unnoticed crime. So now is here, demanding, while pain in me recieves help to keep expanding. No history lives, without, any affection having been taken away, to leave this doubt.
All I give truely, I posess, having little to endear, leaves my emotions a constant mess.
Others encourage, others, I have never seen any couples still happy to be lovers.
On my face, I cry, over and again my heart will believe the devils evil lie.
In my hands, dirt rest, where this life's love served me it's very best.

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Only a true love can withstand. Able to outlast the desert sand. Completely in faith it is so real. Love must be effortless to feel. No words say enough truth of loving. Pain would give with it's rubbing. Minding pleasures so unspoken. Tiring not when even day has broken. The word itself lacks emphasis. True love knows pain in pure bliss. Knowingly a purpose unchanging. A love so true it is a rare thing.

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Acid Tongue Xpress how you must feel.
Allowing words rolled off you to heal.
Don't stop now when you think you are done
let the feeling take you where there is none.
You want to say more than likable but continue to let words get you into trouble.
Say what your mind has been holding
empty the space your anger has been molding.
More words of hurt will refill it
just keep on feeling what you will permit.
Speak, and don't hold back anymore
go on now your acid words have the floor.
Does it feel better when you speak
allowing the reciever to become weak?
So silence can not control this event
when every word said was truely meant.
Now the words have become lost
Our friendship of many years is all it cost.
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I was born for misery in every way
When God came by I was fast asleep
when the devil spoke he said I was cheap
When opportunity knocked my door was hollow
when chances were given I insisted to borrow
When marathons were ran I broke my bone
when houses were given I lost my home
When life was produced, Lucinda was taken
when love was excepted, mine was foresakan
When intelligence was tested I was dumb
when reflexes were tried I became numb
When fathers were there mine was gone
when statistics were taken mine were wrong
I am born for misery in every way
When God speaks I do not hear
when the devil threatens I do not fear
When opportunity knocks I answer slow
when chances are given I never know
When marathons are ran I walk along the side
when projects get restless I run and hide
When inteligence is tested I do not study
when reflexes are tried, I am never ready
When first looking out I could not see
when then and now I was born for misery
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I said it then and I say it now,
this world was never meant for, and is not for me.
I can not fall to the occasion, nor pretend to know how,
while I am here in this life, and succeed to be happy.
This is not a place for dreams,
there is no rest while among the restless wondering.
I do not know what is as it seems,
when these things I do not dream are not my things.

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I Am

I am here, which is there, and here, yet no where at all….

To be an entity for as short a period as light can travel there.

I am heard as fast as a message can reach the other phone…..

to be ignored without consideration or the slightest impulse to care.

I am…..I am…..I am…..I am…..what ever I do at last…..

To have been tossed like a rag doll in life to and then fro.

I am a mold of what never seemed to matter in my past

a product of invisible forces guiding me which way to go.

I am……….no more me than I was the last time I was…..

So when the next person asks me I will tell them to wait.

I am only here to see what being capable really does.



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There is to much going on over there.

Yet, it seems to be going on everywhere.

It hurts my heart to know of some things.

The separation of family and friends, it all brings.

The truth has gone so far from us.

There is no one left around, to believe or trust.

Today’s friend will become tomorrow’s foe.

Secrets will not allow for relationships to grow.

Tension lingers so thick it is still in the air.

It seems people have forgotten how to care.

The lies are making it easy to place blame.

And for some there is only the shame.

Priorities aren’t getting any attention.

Neglecting life over and over and over again.

My heart hurts for what I do see.

I wish this evil would just let us all be.

The hard reality is that it will never stop.

We’ll all stand around by, watching the bodies drop.

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