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  7237.     

Just A Few Of Those Experiences

There is nothing like maintaining one's beliefs.
With a faith sustained,
To one day see them realized.
And there is something inside,
That validates a pride kept through spells of weeping.

Some may call this arrogance.
Ego with a touch of self centeredness.
Or the favorite one many use...
With nothing else to say,
They may refer to this as 'luck'.

But one who holds onto a belief,
Through critique, crawling on knees...
And character assassination.
With a sacrificing of a reputation...
It is not with 'luck' that success is achieved.

Endurance.
Patience.
And the tolerance of ignorance,
Are but just a few of those experiences...
One sacrifices to achieve what is received.
 
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  7238.     

Just A Gimmick Used To Convince

If people were as territorially protective,
With a pride that motivated as is claimed...
It would be shown in their appearances.
With no mistaking of this visually.
It would be observed to be seen,
Like other games played.

And yet...
What is heard and unmistaken,
Is a desire to feed more greed.
A desire to be entertained socially.
And an increase in pay,
For everything done they do.
Even if that means picking up a broom,
To sweep both front and back...
With a keeping clean,
Those places where they live.

If people were as territorially protective,
With a pride that motivated as is claimed...
It would be shown in their appearances.
With no mistaking of this visually.
It would be observed to be seen.
But it isn't.
It's just a gimmick used to convince,
Minds already delusioned and deceived.
 
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  7239.     

Just a Knucklehead

What do 'I' want?
Love and devotion from someone true and loyal.
Someone free of foolishness.
And we fulfill each other's needs,
Without rejection that solicits angryness.
Someone who mutually comprehends...
Where we are going.
And from where we've been.
I want someone with happiness to share.
And that happiness together gets us somewhere.

'Well...
What about me? '

You?
YOU?

You and I argue too much.
And when we disagree,
We leave each other out of touch.
And when we solve our indifferences...
Only to return,
To ask forgiveness with apologies to give.
We begin to reminisce the importantness,
That we are here to live.

We communicate with understanding.
And sit to listen...patiently.
There is no challenge in that at all.
No secrets deceived to be misunderstood!
Don't you want someone to manipulate...
If you could?

'What about me?
You know I want tolerate that instability! '

I know.
We 'are' too close and that shows.

'You're just a knucklehead.
That's exactly what you are.'

You see!
That proves to me...
Why you and I can not have a relationship meant to be.
You think you can say anything you know will upset me.

'I know your head is as thick as a brick.
And you can not see the forest...
Because you're building a wall around the trees.
Believing you hide emotions I can not see.
You're just a knucklehead! '

And what is that suppose to mean?

'If right now I should expose my toes...
You will look over your shoulder.
To let others know,
They belong to you and have been sold.'

Oh...
So what are you trying to say?
My nose is not the only nose,
That has been exposed to your toes?
You want to see someone else besides me?

'Are you kidding?
After all we've been through?
Pretending we don't love each other,
As much as we clearly do.'

And what is that suppose to mean?
You've got it worse than I do.
I don't have to be here.

'I know.
Me neither.'
 
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  7240.     

Just a Leaf On the Same Rooted Tree

You are your worse enemy.
With insecure defenses on alert.
And prepared to attack.
Your tongue is your weapon.
And some words you use...
You can not hold back!
And...
They can hurt.

Compliments offend.
And you depend on self righteousness.
But your lips,
If kept closed...
Your ears would receive,
The foolishness of your sentiments.
Heard as a purging from others like you...
Who are just like that!
Doing exactly the same thing too!

So...
Don't try to justify what you do as being different.
You are just a leaf,
On the same rooted tree.
Observe the branches and the bark...
Before you qualify,
Where you 'believe' you are.
Your distant 'ignorance' is not that far!
 
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