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A love so Great a love of hate to find genuine in time a divine thats all mine undermine by the pain inside as deep as wide underachiever but still a believer of faith filled with pride I still hear a voice of choice thats truth of the mind body and soul to spirit I hear it loud and clear so near as I filled with fear fell to the ground gasping for air scared for my family that I would die no!!!!!!!!!!NOT I this day I prayed humbled by the presence felt!!!! of a LOVE SO GREAT!!!! I did not hesitate to understand my choice to live was still a gift from a love so much stronger than a tornado vocano hurricane or ocean waves all wrapped in one I have just begun to understand we are all one whether white black brown or of any other we are one to discriminate because another mans color? Brother O brother from another He@rt how we grow apart for what is not to be has overcome our love for ourselves so when we hate with our he@rt ourselves are snared and beware of a he@rt that has been broken beyond repair is unaware of a divine presence of mind that underminds the soul where it would go on its own a dark dark dark gloom doomed to the shame of time alive in this place forever love and be loved to know the grace is to live a life of attitude of gratitude no other will suffice J.C. N THE BOYS...

I stand before you my heart in hand
Naked and defenceless I surrender to you
My thoughts were pure angelic and true
You took all I had, and then gave in return

Your poison arrows of bitterness and scorn
You gave so freely no mercy no morn
Never a mark left not even a bruise, oh, satan is your muse
I should have seen that demon in you

My wounds were fatal, for that life is done
I stand here now heart in my hand
Stronger than most in our sweet land
Yes I am lonely but thats been the plan

The journey continues guided by God
He gives me what I need most,forgiveness and love
You see I fail him daily, yet he blesses me so
I am no preacher or teacher, but I can talk from the soul.

She laid broken in a heap.
Her eyes staring straight forward.
One arm twisted completely off.
And a leg crumpled behind her.
There was a horrible stench,
Where she had lain for so long.
Her once beautiful blonde hair now discolored.
I picked her up with tears running down my cheek.
I had searched for her for so long.
I had given up all hope of ever touching holding her again.
And now here she was.
My heart felt heavy as I lifted her gently in my arms.
I held her close to my face wanting to remember her feel.
We had been through so much. Her and I.
Closing the door to the old worn out tobacco barn.
I knew they might tear the old barn down.
But my memories of her would never fade.
I carried my little dolly that meant so much to me as a child to safety.
Where the destruction of the barn could begin.

I am there again
remembering yesterday
like a savage wind
Been here before
like a boy
now a man
….Here I stand

There again
so many years
have come now gone
what went right
what went wrong
Bitter sweet freedom
from the war
I won
….Here I stand

There again
regret leaks
down my cheeks
a taste of ones own
tears brings relief
Now older wiser
I understand why
….Here I stand

I found myself today.
In the least possible place I would have ever looked.
It took hold of me when I realized I had found me.
A tear came to my eye and slowly rolled down to my cheek.
I did not know that I was lost. And that it was me that I did seek.
All of a sudden I remembered what made me happy.
What made me love life so much.
And I loved that feeling to feel again.
Some search for their special someone.
Some already have that one.
My joy has always come from others.
To know I can make a difference in another's life.
To be the port in a storm.
To see a frown be turned upside down.
To have compassion for another.
To lift up someone who needs a hand.
I turned my back on all so much.
The pain I felt deadened me.
But now I see.
It is humanity that makes me stay in touch with me.

Every day, now, is rain
Every day is rain, every day is rain
Every day is overcast, glum, and gray
I can feel my face sag, emotionless
I can smell the toast, black
I can smell the bacon, black
Is it really my slack posture
Which puts these holes into my slippers
Or possibly this weight in my heart
Some leadened spiritual sinker
That pulls me down and drags my spirit
Every day that I can't learn
How to love you again
Or every day that I can't muster courage
To tell you that I don't, anymore

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Last Christmas Santa made a mistake
And all I got was social services
and Police Using me as bait
I ended up very sad
Christmas under the mistletoe
Just Me and my dad
But this years going to be different
I posted Santa’s letter on time
I posted it at Pooley's corner shop
The lady put it in the Window
Right at the front near the top
And to my amazement
Santa left me a special note
Christmas is coming early
I won't make another mistake
She knows you truly love her
And her heart you will never break
Christmas for you two is going to very early
It's going to be really great
And everyday together will be special
And never another mistake
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Is this an error???
Someone talks a lot around;
The other in his labor
sow a right word and not bound.

Less is more.
Even Emptiness happens, not stand.

Oh how I despise you depression
You used to darken my world,leave me impressions

Of realities twisted and dark
You made me believe I was stark raving mad

I hate you for the lies you weaved
The lies that nearly destroyed me, because in you I believed

Twisted and evil that's what you are
But now I know how to keep you far

Away from me

Out of my life

Forever

I will never miss you

It is interesting how it all starts out
Everyone is excited and moving about
Love is in the air
Show up with a flair
The conversations get deeper in thought
The lies a spider web ready to be caught
some times people need more love than one
therefore they think they must have some fun
playing with a persons heart is not nice
both parties endure what a slice
At the end a story is told
Seems just a little too bold
However the fall has taken place
The fall the despair from grace
Pick up the pieces and go on
like a trendy old fashioned song