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What is worse than blindness is to have perfect sight but no vision. We have enough people who tell it like it is now we could do with a few who tell it like it can be, and whether you say “I can” or “I can’t” you are always right.

Just think if second thoughts came before first thoughts, how much wiser we would be. The only thing is that we don’t get a second chance to make a first impression.

There is nothing good or bad, thinking makes it so and well done is always better than well said. Where words fail music speaks. Hearing tells you that the music is playing but only listening tells you what the song is saying.

People judge you by your actions not by your intentions. You may have a heart of gold but so does a hard-boiled egg. You can not build a reputation on what you are going to do. There are no short cuts to any place worth going and if hard work is the key to success then most people would rather pick the lock. Success is getting up one more time than you have fallen down.

A journey of a thousand miles must start with a single step, on that journey stay alert because what you know today may not apply tomorrow. You give but little when you give of your possessions it is when you give of your Self that you truly give, then the only way to have a friend is to be a friend.

If you were arrested for being kind would there be enough evidence to convict you? Expect miracles, you are one, but always have control over your emotions or they will have control over you.

The pessimist sees danger in every opportunity and the optimist sees opportunity in every danger, and the best compliment any one can ever give you is that you are different. Go confidently in the directions of your dreams and live the life you imagined just remember that happiness is not having what you want but wanting what you have.

May my words be sweet and tender for tomorrow I may have to eat them. Have a blast while you last and the truth behind it all is that you were born an original do not die a copy!

Compiled By : Michael-Kent Dobison
Another lost chance to find the light,
And I’m trying hard with all my might,
Not to lose my mind and all control,
A broken heart and torn soul.

I should’ve spoken my mind if I’d only known how,
I could’ve made it right but that’s all in hindsight now.
I would’ve give you my heart and asked for nothing in return,
And no all I have is nights when I watch my heart burn.

Just to hold you and feel you and know you were there,
To see you and hear you and let you know that I’d care.
I’d never have asked for more than you had,
I’d have cradled your head when you were sad,
I’d have weathered the storms the good with the bad,
I’d have walked in your shadow and I would’ve been glad,
Just to have you around me near me and with me,
That I’d walk The Mile if I knew it was you I’d see,
Waiting and smiling and looking my way,
I’d walk that Mile and ‘I Love You’ I’d say.

I was desperate and distant and by hope I was blinded,
And my want was too selfish and one sided, divided.
The fact is I’m broken, I’m torn, I’m falling apart,
The walls are high around this guarded heart.
I wanted you here but wouldn’t let you in,
Scared and lonely I hide behind the Joker’s grin.

A broken heart and torn soul,
Trying Not to lose my mind and all control.
And I’m trying hard with all my might,
Yet another lost chance to find my light.

Written by: M.K. Dobison
Mislabelled passion and faulted conviction,
It seemed like such an easy decision.
A flicker of hope and a hopeless addiction,
But the truth here is stranger than fiction.
Laid down flat I ironed out the wrinkles,
But now all I can feel is bizarre numbing prickles.
I said over and over that I’d never confess,
Although my lusting heart I had to address.

I don’t regret it, I love it, feeling free as a bird,
But the emptiness I feel is just absurd.
How is it possible to miss something so much,
So much of something you never had.
I used you to get me thought just like a crutch,
But learning to walk again ain’t so bad.

It never broke me that I will concede,
I’ll come back from the brink and I will succeed.
Letting go and learning how,
To love again and what to allow.
My attachment is fleeting the tide receded,
Figuring out what really preceded.

Even though you may never have known,
You were a big part of my life I had never shown.
But without you there I would never have grown,
I’d have lived life in a mottled tone.

I think what I’m trying to say is Thank You,
I owe you more than just what’s due.
You sculpted a boy into a man with a cause,
You offered help and friendship without even a pause.
You had no idea and it was probably for the best,
And I was waiting for East to meet West.

If I’m honest with myself calling it for what it be,
I would not be half the person I currently see.
So again, I say from the depths of my heart,
I’m blessed and Thank You in no small part.

Written by: M K Dobison
I struggle to breathe feels like I’m suffocating,
It hurts again and there is no placating,
A bleeding heart and blurry eyes,
I fall to my knees and call out to the skies,
Take it away take it all I don’t care,
Take me away and just strip me bare.

I don’t want you to **** me don’t even kiss me,
All I want is for you to know, for you to see,
I’m not as unbreakable as I pretend to be,
I stumble and fumble and struggle to disagree,
C'est la vie, la vie…

I just can’t control the Surging feelings deep down,
Just sitting alone in the darkness I drown.
Just turn it off like flicking a switch,
Not sure where to turn, which way is which.
I’m so angry and hurt I don’t know what to do,
I’m angry and hurt because I can’t be with you.

It’s my own stupid fault my own foolish mistake,
And now all that’s left of me is a dull pulsing ache.
There’s not much more of me left now to break,
The make-up runs, it peels and begins to flake.
The curtain goes back up and I begin to shiver and quake,
I’d prayed it was over for my own selfish sake.

It’s like someone punched a hole in my chest,
Like taking a bullet straight through the vest.
As much as it hurts I don’t want to forget,
Because as hard as it is on you I’d still bet.
This hole in my chest is all that I’ve got,
To be sure that your smile I never forgot.

Written by: M.K. Dobison
Oh My gods it Hurts... Why will it not stop... I don't even know why it Hurts so much... Make It Stop!
I touch your skin and it warms my heart,
I caress your lips and see them part.
I hear your laugh and my knees go weak,
You hold me tight and I just listen to you speak.
I watch you sleep and feel you there,
You gave me your all but I was happy to share.

I woke with a smile but it soon changed to tears,
When I realise my deepest and greatest desires and fears.
No one was there and reality came into the light,
I tried to convince myself to continue the fight.
But I cowered in the corner clutching my chest,
Is this what I have to look forward to, was this really the best?

The days pass by me feeling empty and cold,
I don’t even cry anymore at the stories they told.
The sun is high, bright in the blue sky,
And every so often a tear still escapes my eye.
When I remember the feelings I had that night,
I still have to clutch at my chest and hide out of sight.

I cry alone in the dark it’s better that way,
There is obviously still a Piper to Pay.
Forlorn in the dark I hold onto that dream,
The sun, the field, the flowers the stream.
The light on your face and the smell on the air,
It’s still more than I would ever dare.

Written by: M.K. Dobison

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