Remember all the good times
When you are feeling sad
Though brief our time together was
Concentrate on what we had
Remember what I stood for
Appreciate my joy
I was there when you most needed me
Never to destroy
I've lived a lifetime of happiness
Everywhere I've been
A lifetime of love, of marriage
A lifetime free of sin
I've watched my children grow
And relished in their youth
I was once like them you know
And tried to keep that truth
In all I've done and all I've seen
My countenance never wavered
Wane not my strength, nor my drive
Life itself I've savored
For all you fools who heed me not
Your hollow souls exposed
No one really likes you
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Shed not a tear for me
My journey continues on
Though I will miss you one and all
Until you've forgotten me...
Ne'er will I be gone!
When you are feeling sad
Though brief our time together was
Concentrate on what we had
Remember what I stood for
Appreciate my joy
I was there when you most needed me
Never to destroy
I've lived a lifetime of happiness
Everywhere I've been
A lifetime of love, of marriage
A lifetime free of sin
I've watched my children grow
And relished in their youth
I was once like them you know
And tried to keep that truth
In all I've done and all I've seen
My countenance never wavered
Wane not my strength, nor my drive
Life itself I've savored
For all you fools who heed me not
Your hollow souls exposed
No one really likes you
Bile juxtaposed
Shed not a tear for me
My journey continues on
Though I will miss you one and all
Until you've forgotten me...
Ne'er will I be gone!
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Shed not a tear for me
My journey continues on
Though I will miss you one and all
Until you've forgotten me...
Ne'er will I be gone!
as if you were leaving your family, dying of a terminal illness or were going to attempt suicide and then you say I'm retarded? Let me take another swing at interpreting this emo poney-tail whiny bitch poem: You wish you had more time to spend with your kids and you whish you were one yourself. However, you think that you can do/be both at the same time because of the increase of psychotropic substances.
You sir, are retarded. Not me!
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I shall remember this the next time you use the euphemism, Sir!
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Like the man said - it's poetry. Read it not literally, but with the eyes of a philosopher, the eyes of a scientist looking for the missing ingredient, the eyes of a person who expresses deep feelings with the mystery and beauty of what words can give mankind, the eyes of a FUCKING POET!!
Put any poetry to the right music... does it make sense. Sometimes, but it need not... to be beautiful to the ears all the same.
Let yourself try to put the words to music. The whole outlook changes.
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That said, it is almost perfect.
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Agreed. You're not a white as the wind-driven despite what you believe. I'm telling you dude, crack kills!
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Yes, and we're all very proud of you.
Perhaps I should more closely monitor what, when, where, and why I contact you concerning a post. Pray tell, did you consider it a cry for help as poor Tomas did, or simply an expression of my life as I've thus far experienced it? (Living a sinless life notwithstanding, of course.)
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I took it for a blending of things as they are for you and perhaps a bit of what you would like to be. Nothing wrong or scary about that. It is frankly a much easier way to understand what is going on with you than to let you get going with all that "cyclical nature" crap-ola... but don't misunderstand, I do appreciate that crap-ola as well, its just cloaked in so much armor plating that it takes a bit longer to weed through. As a man I prefer the armor plating because I don't have to see you weep, I have seen you do that before and, Jesus Christ, thats not pretty!
No I did not take it as a cry for help, thats just ridiculous. I am not sure what exactly it is that young Thomas adds to your life. And I am just fine not knowing, believe me. I have watched you say it a couple of hundred time over the months. He's a retard! It's simple really.
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And you know I am easily excitable! Especially about nothing at all! Remember how we used to temper each other??? Well that's gone now - its every man for himself! DO WHAT YOU CAN, WHEN YOU CAN - and don't ever look back.
Thank you for a most enjoyable exchange this evening. You've made me laugh out loud on several occasions: For being funny, and for knowing me too well. Live long, and prosper, my friend.
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But somehow this makes me sad.
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Aren't all emotions complex?
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I think, at some point, once we've experienced a certain emotion, we become attuned to their cyclic nature. Used to them, if you must. New, unexperienced emotions, however, do have a tendency to appear complex the first time around.
In this case, mine were brought about thinking about my children's eventual well-being and happiness. New emotions for me, especially in the light cast by the poem.
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I love you. It's simple really.
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You actually get a lot of things very right about emotions when you write your poems. It is when you open your suck after words that you get all of the path and stuck in the mud.
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*Big Cheesy Grin*
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Emotion, in its most general definition, is a complex psychophysical process that arises spontaneously, rather than through conscious effort, and evokes either a positive or negative psychological response and physical expressions, often involuntary, related to feelings, perceptions or beliefs about elements, objects or relations between them, in reality or in the imagination.
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*soft applause*
You know I can read the operators manual for the space shuttle. That doesn't make me an f-ing astronaut!
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Nice to see you back on lj.
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