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Fist Full of Steel That which was mine, is no longer mine
Stolen, like one’s innocence The glue that held me together… The stitches over the wound… Gone. All that I have or ever had, is gone Some tangible, other’s intangible But, none the less, gone. How do I go on? Can I go on? My crutches have been swiped… And I’ve got two broken legs. God damn the agony! JX 9/10/99 |
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THE SEARCH Wandering alone down countless roads
Walking aimlessly to an unknown destination My hat turned backwards, my bag slung over my shoulder Looking… But for what? Hell, I don’t really know. The wandering continues, The search goes on And the destination is unknown. -Dr. Johnny Fever |
Opinion, Fact, Truth (The sequel to "One Mans Opinion") You still live in fear of a weak man
But, you’re not blind to his ways I know it and you’ve admitted it. But, still yet, you stay with him Why are you so damn stupid? You push away the good and draw in the bad Do you like the misery? Do you like the pain? You’re better than what you’ve got But, you’ve got to want it Apparently you don’t. Why? -Dr. Johnny Fever |
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