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| this is for my grandfather for all the things i never got to thank him for | wandering | ||||||||||||||||
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there was an old man i knew rather well i loved the stories he use to tell he taught me honor he taught me pride he taught me all the best places to hide he fought for his country he fought for his wife he fought to give his children a better life with an honest face and a caring heart i never exspected his world to fall apart he was one with nature so quiet and true seemed he always knew just what to do we walked through the woods day after day he even had a baseball and bat so we could play he took me hunting and fishing too he reminded me of mr.rodgers always changing his shoes he played a guitar though i think never a song i wish i was with him where i belong i miss him so much and want to thank him for all he did and now im wipeing away the tears just like a little kid jason 11/30/98 |
i lie here as my soul seems to wander as a seperate self striving to deceifer what my concious mind has seen and heard trying to find a different light to my single minded closed thoughts helping me to accept others instead of transforming them to me i try to be more compassionate and understanding i fight with myself every moment to listen not just hear to keep an open mind and not to judge so that i may keep the ones i love close to me jason 6/30/94 | ||||||||||||||||
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walking through life's cold abusing wasteland i still manage to find the smallest glimmer of hope when all seems to be lost in a dark freezing hell.... when giving up is the only logical choice left.... you step into my life removing me from the tunnel vision of which my life was once focused upon opening my eyes to a new world that isnt the bitter unforgiving place i once thought it was jason 10/26/94 closed minded ignorant thoughs of a dying breed shunning that of which they missinterpret as twisted simple life with nature condemned as awkward fast paced lives lost from their origin when all was one and good now darkness has overcome jason 7/15/98 torn like a tattered little dress i cling to her not sure of one's love but certain of one's hate violence rolling through soft loving eyes stabbing holes in a hollow heart fearing as though she is misunderstood destroying myself for the cause holding tightly to an uncageable bird fearing she shall fly jason6/98 staring into emerald eyes the like of which must have certainly come from the heavens as for she has for certain lost to all the world sunshine smiles pull me back to a happy reality hanging on every delicate word passing over luscious lips piercing a dark heart falling into loving arms jason 2/24/98 u played the game u played it well u have done this before i can tell u broke my heart right into to bad they don't make broken heart glue u told me lies to my face made me feel ahead of the race u used my money u used my bed u could have been nicer and shot me in the head well now the game is over and all is gone and look here ur back because ur all alone well i dont fall twice as you will see u dont deserve another chance at me jason 11/30/98 ***another point of view*** i played the game i played it well now im go to find another tail i told you i was shallow it was the first thing i said but still u let me in ur bed u gave it up and opened ur heart and now i've gone and torn it apart i tried to warn many times indeed i even told u while u smoked ur weed im not trying to be funny or cute u see i told u plain as day to get rid of me but u didn't listen u just had to taste and now look at all that time, what a waste u wrote me letters and bought me things ur silly ass tried to give me a ring well that doest work on a player u know you were just another worthless hoe | |||||||||||||||||
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