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I sit here
Next to you Wanting To touch you To love you You are my Muse The power to light a fuse In my heart Down my fingertips Until these words pop out Creating beauty Because of you Wanting To please you Because I need you You are my one and only The only one I need I am no Angel That is true More like a Devil But it doesn't matter Or so it seems You love me anyways I thank the Mother For creating you for me I thank the Father For leading you to me Always Blessed Be
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My rock
My weakness My blanket My guardian My comfort My button pusher My heart My soulmate My bestfriend My worst enemy My naysayer My yes man My dear My pain in the ass My husband You are all of these things to me All the good All the bad Through thick and thin Til death do us part
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A mood..
A mood!! I am in a mood! I say! Did you hear me? I am in a mood! Don't tell me to smile! I don't want to hear it Why can't I be in a mood? Relish it a bit! Then let it go Who are you to tell me? What I should and should not do? Accept my frown But telling me to smile Will surely get a glare If I am nice about it If not, you might want to run Leave me to my mood! It is mine! And mine alone! My damn mood! So go tell someone else to smile Or some bodily harm might be done
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To age
To grow old To learn wisdom To live the Golden Years Is a gift Is tough Is a trail of patience Is the hardest thing to do Men age Looking sophisticated With grey and bald spots And laugh lines Women age As if fighting a battle Wrinkles and extra hair And dye jobs out the wazoo There is a certain look That the young have A look of the innocent That you can see from a mile away To be able to live To your Golden Years Is the greatest gift The Gods/esses could give
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Not even forty
Already feeling sixty Wishing for twenty Such is life You are a kid And enjoying it You are a kid But want to be older You are older But want to be a kid again Such is life You are never where you want to be But maybe You are where you need to be You want more More money Bigger house Nice car You want less If you didn't make so much You wouldn't pay so much to the goverment Smaller house Cheaper car Children so wonderful So precious and adorable Then they grow Give me give me give More money more money Give me money and I hate you When did your children become such brats They want want want And they bleed you dry And you wonder if they will take care of you in your dotage Such is life Such is life Such is life Then you die
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Here it is
Christmas day A day Of family A day Of friends Of loving And cherishing Or so it is suppose to be A Grinch I am not A Scrooge Oh no not me But to be true This holiday Wether it is for Santa Toys and joy Or for Christ Most holy of births Is lacking Any feeling Of comfort and joy Gimme Gimme Gimme That is all I hear From the young And from the old(er) At night The lights are so bright That the earth itself Is brighter than the sun More lights and more lights Oh my god! Look at my electric bill! Maybe my giving mood Is broken Maybe my tenderness so mild Is tied up in knots Deep in my gut But believe me My heart isn't small Just so very empty
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Deep within me
A spark My creative core To be released With love from all With song and dance With inspiration from above With the gift of life from the earth Painting pictures with words Conveying emotions through thought Creating art To express my love for all To turn a tragedy Into comfort To put a patch on your soul And pay homage to the suffering My words a prayer Asking and pleading To heal the hurt To love the unloved Seeking forgiveness Sending these words Up into the universe Only the Gods know where
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