life, what about life,
every time you cry, you get cut,
sometimes deep,
other times shallow,
but it doesn't really matter,
because you always feel the pain,
sometimes right to the vain,
but these emotions are true,
and i'll never be bruised,
all the heart ache,
to hide the shame,
to take, and try to wash away,
everything you said back in the day,
that you love me,
and your here to stay,
but i never seen a sign of care,
that came beneath your hair,
but when i look in your eyes,
i can see, that u want to be by my side,
to the day that i DIE!
by, Jon Wesley Anderson
Saturday May 23,2009 @9:52 am
you know what its like,
to love someone you've never known,
and you wanna give it a try,
but you still don't know why,
because your heart is cracked so deep,
that the pain is worse than a knife,
when i had a bad life,
i don't know what to do,
when i don't even know her name,
or even how she looks,
it's just like a book,
that doesn't have a cover,
like an old broken rubber,
that got hit with a bumper,
and made a new life,
an ain't even got a face,
to try to make a picture,
to find out what is better,
never knowing or knowing,
as my mind gets to flowing,
and the wind gets to blowing,
like that swans broken back,
after it got thrown in a trap,
and never looked back,
to give it a try, or maybe a fly,
as the wind passes BYE
written by Jon Wesley Anderson
Coldwater MI, 49036
Thursday May 21,2009
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