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I had writters block but then when some things happend around/to me I started writing and I got this

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Well this is a songish.. no title .. and it aint done but I wanted to post another reply here so HA..

Rose Bud petals
Falling on my shoulder
Like tears

Blue like our feeling
Black like your fears
Taking over everything our minds conceal

Pain in my head
Like a
Thorn through your finger

Kind of like you don't
Even
Realize I'm here

I can’t speak
My heart goes slow
I start to go
Out of control

I look at you
In the eye
I believe you can see
Your reflection in mine

Rose Bud petals
Falling on
Your shoulders like tears

Thats okay we all get it just wait until something happens that opens up your mind stare

Mr. Emergency Man,
I don't know whats wrong.
Mr. Emergency Man,
Please tell me what's going on.

Mr. Emergency Man,
Is he OK?
Mr. Emergency Man,
Please don't take him away..

Mr. Emergency Man,
Say it ain't so,
Mr. Emergency Man,
I don't want him to go.

Mr. Emergency Man,
Why can't you see?
Mr. Emergency Man,
He means so much to me.

Mr. Emergency Man,
This cannot be true..
Mr. Emergency Man,
I don't know what to do!

Mr. Emergency Man,
Why does he feel like such cold?
Mr. Emergency Man,
Oh, please, just leave him alone!

Mr. Emergency Man,
I will not leave his side.
Mr. Emergency Man,
I'll hold his hand 'till I die.

-Author's Note-
My Grandpa died just recently. We [as in my family, most cousins and extended relatives included] were and my grandparents' house for...some...sort of occasion or other. I was watching television in the back room, and I hear a scream and "Oh my god!" followed by a mass of jumbled words as well as three beeps from the telephone [911, in case you didn't realize that]. I was frozen in my spot. I wasn't even watching the television anymore, I was just frozen. After a matter of minutes a bunch of ER people came. The door was right near the room of which I was sitting, so every time one of the men came in I would look up with wide eyes and each of these feelings would rush through my mind. I never got to see my Grandpa after that; they wouldn't let me in the hospital room where he was. Said I was too damned young. Tried to get in while no one was looking..that's how desperate I was. The nurse caught me though, and I was just sobbing my heart out. And I am still devastated over this horrible incident; my Grandfather...he was, and I am not even exaggerating in the tiniest bit [you think I would with something like this?], a true saint. A saint. The kindest and best man I've ever known and probably one of the best to ever live. As well as my Grandma. I love him, still love him, and always will love him.

Also!: I may record the song version of this [yes, me singing] if I ever get the change to figure out how to do it. ^^

Neither of these poems have names... but here they are.

A surprise hug here and there,
words gentle and so full of care.
These have earned him a smile,
from a friend so docile.
They'll be friends for years,
through tears,
though fears,
through all they can bare;
without a single care.
Another world is connected,
herats are collected.
The sweet, caring young man,
turns dark and is to be ban.
Each friend from a different side,
this can not abide.
Her smile is to fade,
as his request comes disobayed.
Now forever in fight,
their hearts will never be right.
Killing her is his new desire,
but why is that so dire?



and




A heart consumed by darkness,
A betrayl so heartless.
Their fight of dark and light,
in which neither takes flight.
The light grows weak,
the future turns bleak.
Dark had put the light to an end.
Where was her helping hand?

Drinking song I wrote one night while working at the bar. I believe in free form writing with no real rhyming structure, so keep that in mind. =P!!

Here I sit again
Alone with a 40 in my lap
And as I reach into the box
I pull out a warm brew and say:

Here’s to Drunken Jersey
Home of my sorrow
Bringer of my resolve
This liquid happiness to keep me company.

She dumped me not a few hours ago
Something about the way I ate
It all just seems like a blur
When the booze starts to take affect

Here’s to Drunken Jersey
Home of my sorrow
Bringer of my resolve
This liquid to happiness to mend my heart.

I lost my job just today
Kicked out for being late
Well I don’t need that boring work
At least that’s what Jackie-D is tellin’ me

Here’s to Drunken Jersey
Home of my sorrow
Bringer of my resolve
This liquid happiness to quell my rage.

I fell into depression just the other day
The doc tells me to pop some meds
But who needs those pricey pills
When rum and Coke even me out fine?

Here’s to Drunken Jersey
Home of my sorrow
Bringer of my resolve
This liquid happiness to settle my nerves.

My buddy partied with me last night
He gave me this joint to try out
Well who the hell needs to get drunk
When I can light up and talk to my couch?

Here’s to Wasted Jersey
Home of my grass
Bringer of hallucinations
This magic candy to give me the munchies.