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Take the ring off my finger...
It's yours now..
Take your best shot..
Try to show me all you got...
It was never enough, was it..
All the laughing, time, and energy..
All down the drain...
Just like that..
*snap*..
And then one morning you wake up,
and its all gone..
Sure, you may cry for a little while,
but surely you'll move on..
Eventually, I suppose...
They're all like
'Get a grip man..'
or they always could just call you,
'Emo'
*laughs to self*
Everyone cries, everyone feels things..
What is emo?
Why is it bad, to be emo?
Naturally, if you found out your friend just died,
You'd cry your eyes out..
Whose gonna stop you...
Just let loose!
Let loose and be yourself!
Cause in the end..
Thats all you can be...
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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A tear is a word not formed by the lips.
And it speaks volumes while it drips.
A rock doesn't cry nor does a tree,
They're only shed by you and me.
But if you won't weep or cry or groan,
Then I guess I'll do it all alone.
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And if those words, that were not shared,
Become a pain, a tear I would shed,
I cannot go, I musnt, I'll stay,
Forever to be, forever on my way..
And if such a time comes, for little old me,
Where I do meet you on the Road of Destiny..
Then we shall meet, talk, laugh and be merry..
If only for a short time, before the sun starts to be setting...
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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I'm searching now, can't you see.
Where do I find this destiny.
Look in the tree or upon the rock,
Look in my pants right near my ........ sock.
I keep a sock there, tightly rolled.
I know it's strange and brash and bold.
I keep it there for you to see,
Rather than my tiny wee.
Oh Lord, is this to be my destiny? ...har, har!
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Destiny is what you make of it...
So they say, but like they know anything anyway...
Yet even if, lets say we did...
What passion would lie therein for us,
two friends, nothing more,
a lie to a child once was told..
To be or not, to live or have fought...
Down the dying roads ahead, where there is nothing, but blood mixed with red...
Passionate ones fly with their swords,
While others start to, like eagles soar...
And if such a thing ever did come true..
Wouldnt you... take me by the hand, and be my guide for this new land...
Take it, and make it forever yours,
So that I dont have to lose
Any breath to say.. 'I'm yours...'
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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Many years ago still young and frightened
To be myself, to be bold,in a place of trust
When family said to me,remembering you name is a must
Don't let us down or be ashamed as you go thru life
Hidden in my heart stress and strife
I tried to not let them down, my face mostly a frown
Sadness a part of my life in town
Then I met him and my heart went wild
As he looked at me like a wayward child
My heart skipped a beat my life not complete
All alone and sad to be
Just wanted to be free
Then he said he loved me true
His thoughts were all about me
I will be with you forever he said to please
As he held me close in a tight squeeze
Time went by and our love grew
He said he loved me through and through
I'm leaving now through that door
I've found a newer younger more
Passionate and beautiful youth
To spend my life with in blissful truth
My heart lay in pieces on the ground
Never to really heal all around
Found that life can be so cruel
Not the one I thought to be a jewel
Josh, there is no perfect one
Except in perfect stories done
Now here alone day by day I sit
Where no one comes to try to fit
Time and life have passed me by
As tears do flow when I cry
A Place Of Safety I did find
Where kindness and caring was the line
And beautiful poetry would show up
To touch my heart and fill my cup
The pain to ease over time
Love and caring not a crime
This attempt at poetry is so sad
Not good at all and mighty bad
But the words from my heart are very real
And Place Of Safety let me feel
Good and kindly friends
Who try to comfort heal and mend
Thanks to you all where ever you are
You're the bright and shinning stars
Who reach out and touch the scars
To love, encourage, listen, and hug
And guide the way for this big lug.
My thanks are words so very small
But heartfelt and and true that's all!
Tad Durham
Belfast, Maine U S A
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:'-(
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