Fire in the rain
Burn in the grain
Die in the plain
Crawled in pain

Love you in the dark
To my castle black
Jargon may back
And your horses block

Put the acid rain
And cautious brain
Let you stock in plain
Happy sat with my grain

My exile is now permanent
Time runs out the nuke drops
DESTROYS ALL......Ashes fly......
Time's up...I killed them all....
Never in life hear a child scream in death before dying...
....**** a sick sight.....
Then a bright light shines
Angels fly demons fled
Me I stood put...as I drop
I began to break into tears
Noticing the trail of destruction left behind me
Then I notice a hand on my shoulder
Uplifting my heart
Killing that my inner demons
I am free as I smiled to the sky
Then I open my eyes
Notice that it all was just.....
A Dream.......

In fall my spring came
As the warmth of summer faded into the cool before our first Indian summer
I lifted up my face like the recent sunflowers
and felt all the pride and joy and peace
Along my tall spine

"I saw your ******* on 'The Beef
Curtain Show' on T.V. last night."

"Did it come out pink?"

"I don't have a color T.V."

I like being liked.
We do.
It matters who likes us too.
Do your parents like you?
They have that option,
It's obvious in adoption.

My friends like and are liked by me,
Or they aren't friends.

Teachers liked me.
Some students are hard to like,
But succeed.

Co-workers liked me.
Had their ups and downs with me.
Some didn't like me, but once did.
My status changed. Their's didn't.
I moved from their likeness image
When the bosses liked me so much,
They made me one.
Bosses have fun, but with more cash,
And less time to enjoy it.
But when the time arrived,
I liked the bosses too.

My spouse liked me.
Denise likes me.

Most importantly, my kids.
They like me,
So much so,
They gave me a sign:

          If Dad Can't Fix It,
          We're all *******.

Do I want to be liked?
Don't you?

Like I said,
I like being liked.

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