

Halogen Tubes....And it’s a seven year sonnet that keeps me going… Although I can’t seem to remember the rhyme nor the time for that matter. I tried my hand at writing but I forgot how to hold the pen and the inks run dry. This Medicare coverage isn’t just what I need. But I can’t cop the price for the wedding dress she can’t keep nor afford. But then again you laughed when I said I didn’t feel alive. Betrayal costs an aging dollar left out to try out for…Three 38’s they pulled from my appendix noticed I forgot to wash my blood off the new cotton sheets. .But you always said I was good at leaving a trail to follow. But you people remember the guy who rememberHalogen Tubes....


nightmares aren't to far offAs I fell into the abyss I herd the cries of forgotten fearsnightmares aren't to far off
I felt the touch of forgotten tears Tearing at my rotting flesh Begging for freedom begging for innocence Their cries fell upon deaf ears as I stumbled into a personal reaction I walked the halls of childhood persecution Laughing in the faces of those who defiled Only to be struck down by the so called originator To be delivered from injustice is a never ended story The lips of the weak screamed out in pain when their verdict came
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Life is death in slow motionYesterday all these dreams seemed real The memories of happier times all fade away in the end Into darkness we walk slowly The streetlights seemed so bright tonightLife is death in slow motion
Walk away from this I know so well Returning to torment on moments later Why do I waist my time here in this place When will my true colors show I try to think of how I really feal Nothing comes to mind Silence fills the air All motion comes to a full stop That’s the story as it goes A few chapters left in this long drawn out show What is to come I do not know
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Chapter II“This is my childhood,” I said into the phone in my room at the roadside hotel. While the light overhead flickered at such incredible speeds that they gave headaches. When I was born I was born into a family of rich capitalists who made their money through the use of their fishing lines. I had everything that a child could want except for that of the love and respect of my parents. I was a child with a love for things and not for people and I could know no better due to the negligence of my parents. My parents were always too busy with business trips and small adventures involving their company, but on oChapter II
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