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My Old Hat

I've got this old cowboy hat
It's my favorite one to wear,
It's about the only thing I own
That I'm not willing to share;
Now to see it
May not turn your eye,
But, we've been through a heap together
This ol' hat and I;
We've fanned our share of hot summer days
Mighty dry and tough,
And held tight on many a cold winters night
More than just a bit frosty and rough;
We've rode through Panhandle sandstorms
And Rocky mountain blizzards,
Together we've swallowed 'nuff sand and sleet
To plug even Paul Bunyan's gizzard!
We've hazed the edge off buckin' broncs in Montana snow
And wild mustangs in the desert heat,
Still no matter if it's 100 above or 20 below
We'll stick it out and have 'em all beat.

We're a team
Me and this good old cowboy hat,
Throughout times soft or hard
Thin or fat,
We'll hang tough
And forever together stay,
Right on through
Our final earthly day.

Now, when the time comes
Heavenward to go,
I sure hope the good Lord will understand me asking
To keep my ol' hat on..... beneath that shiny new halo.

poem by Smoky Hoss
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I'm a lonely cowboy part one

A LONELY COWBOY, PART ONE

I'm a lonely cowboy, riding all alone,
I'm a lonely cowboy, no love to call my own,
I ride the lonely canyons and the mountains all day long,
looking for the cattle, and singing my lonely song,
no matter where I wander, no matter where I roam,
no matter where I'm riding, I still have no home,
no one to care about me, no one to hold my hand,
I'm just a lonely cowboy, I'm just a lonely man,
I talk to my only companion, I tell him how I feel,
that I want a sweetheart, I want a love thats real,
then he lets out a nicker to say he understands,
that I'm a lonely cowboy, I'm a lonely man,
it's the kind of life I'm living, the kind of life I've had,
it's why the songs I'm singing always seem so sad,
one day she will find me, the one I'm looking for,
then my life of sadness will finally all be o'er.
someone to share the sorrow, someone to share the joy,
someone to fill the emptiness, in this lonely cowboy,
I rode up in Montana, down in Texas too,
I'm going to keep on drifting, till I find a love thats true,
I rode in Colorado, and in Kansas just as well,
I rode in Nebraska my life a lonely hell,
I rode in Arizona and in New Mexico,
then in Oklahoma till I finally had to go
I rode in Wyoming, I rode in old Utah,
I rode in Missouri, now I'll go to Arkansas,
maybe I'll find her in the mountains
or in the high plains,
the woman that I've been needing, to take away my pain,
there will be no other, in this heart of mine,
I know I'll love her only, until the end of time.

written by Harry Bryant
4/16/03 7: 30: 53 AM �
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poem by Harry Bryant
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Good Enough

If I woke up late
Couldn't get out of bed
If I bought you a café latte instead
If I lied when I said 32 inches was the size of my waist
And if I admit every once in a while
Even though I dig alternative style
Occasionally I can be caught dancin' to Brittany
And can I confess
That art house doesn't turn me on
But I like every single thing that Speilberg's done (Except A.I.)

Could I be good enough
Could I be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell that could be good enough

Where I grew up
The rent was cheap
But we always had enough to eat Didn't have fancy clothes
I never really cared coz there were shoes on my toes
And motherly love
I knew it like the back of my hand
She always had a way to make me understand

I could be good enough
I could be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell me that could be good enough

Coz I don't know which way this road is gonna turn
But I know it's gonna be fine
But there are some days no matter how much I've learned
That the road gets tough
And I don't feel good enough
But if you're giving me some of that loving
Could you pass some over
Let me cry on your shoulder and tell me baby
I could be good enough

If I lost my job
And my hair fell out
If I made no sense
And I scream and shout
Would you laugh at me?
Never take a word I say seriously And if I'm out in the cold
Waiting in the back of the line
Too afraid to drop my name for fear of decline

Could you tell me I'm good enough? Could I be good enough?
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I've got
Baby tell me that could be good enough

I need to know that I could be good enough
Because everybody wants to feel good enough
Show me baby
Tell me
Come on a prove it baby
Give it to me

song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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Cowbay Boogie

Well, He swings in a saddle
He's a real gone cat
With his spanish spurs
And his buckaroo hat
His camps in an old log shack
Way back in the sticks.
He loves ta tie 'em down
And burn their hide
And there ain't no rough string
He can't ride
But cuttin' the rug is how he
Gets his kicks.
He does the cowboy boogie
The cowboy way
The cowboy boogie
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya.
So it's adios to his old payoose
And down the road to turn it loose
At an old dance hall
He cuts a gal now straight
Spins her sideways through the herd
He's buckin' like he's being spurred
Twistin' and rockin' like a bronc
Comin' outta the gate.
He does the cowboy boogie
The cowboy way
The cowboy boogie
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, He swings in a saddle
He's a real gone cat
With his spanish spurs
And his buckaroo hat
A tree frog walkin' fool
He ain't no dude
The Fred Astaire of hill and range
Two parts cool and one part strange
He's the best out west at any Elvis tune.
He does the cowboy boogie
The cowboy way
The cowboy boogie
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy yi i youpy, youpy ya.
He does the cowboy boogie
The cowboy way
The cowboy boogie
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy
A yi i youpy, youpy.
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy
A yi i youpy, youpy.
Come a ti-i youpy, youpy
yi i youpy, youpy ya...

song performed by by Randy Travis
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Too Tough To Die

I am a tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tough tough guy
I tell no tales I do no lie

I am a tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tough tough guy
halo round my head to tough to die

main attraction in a freak side show
down in the basement where the cobwebs grow
on my last leg just gettin' by
halo round my head too tough to die

rainy days rain cool wine
I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine
hot sweat on my face
I feel like going' out someplace

up late at night my chocolate sweet
down at the gym where the muscle boys meet
I am a very nice guy very sincere
in real good shape I have no fear

at the concert when the band comes on
I am in the ring where I belong
on my last leg just gettin' by
halo round my head too tough to die

song performed by by Ramones from Too Tough To Die
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Like A Good Cowboy

(holly lamar/greg barnhill)
Walking down the street in l.a.
Caught in the middle of a heat wave
Pass by the star of john wayne
And I think to myself how times change
Now where the cattle once roamed
Theres a burger king and a peep show
We do everything from our cell phones
Ridin in out steel broncos
Oh its dow jones, hi, low, price of corn in tokyo
Wild west neighborhood
Its quick draw credit cards, the world turns but in my heart
Im ridin down the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy
I do what I say and say what I mean
Try to get a grip on the american dream
Sunrise to sunset strip Ill be
Workin to the bone just to try to have a voice
When friday night comes Im gonna turn up the noise
Like a good, good, good cowboy
Dollar dont go far these days
The new frontier is a freeway
5pm is a rat race
Even eastwood moved to monterey
Lean cuisines, microwaves, silicone and cellophane
Aliens in hollywood
Bright lights, big city, concrete nitty gritty
But Im ridin the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy
I do what I say and say what I mean
Try to get a grip on the american dream
Sunrise to sunset strip Ill be
Workin to the bone just to try to have a voice
When friday night comes Im gonna turn up the noise
Like a good, good, good cowboy

song performed by by Lonestar
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Little Cowboys Cry

(monte thomas)
Theres a little boy on his knees beside his bed
With a cowboy hat upon his bowed head
Tryin to keep the tears in his eyes
And his heart breaks as the little cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
He says God forgive me please
I didnt want my daddy to leave
And I promise to be good this time
But his heart breaks as the little cowboy cries
Theres another heart in pain outside his door
His momma heard him cry as she walked the floor
Her love for his daddy has died
And her heart breaks as her little cowboy cries
As her cowboy cries
She says God forgive me please
I know I made him leave
But the pain will go away in time
But her heart breaks as her little cowboy cries
In a smoky little bar way downtown
His daddy is drinkin whiskey down
Tryin to kill the pain he feels inside
And his heart breaks as his little cowboy cries
And his cowboy cries
He says God forgive me please
I know I had to leave
Things havent been good for a long, long time
And his heart breaks as his little cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Cowboy Cadillac

Ive never know one better
Shes a real go getter
If you met her youd be good as gone
Shes a real red liner
Likes it all behind her
Shes the kind that keeps you hangin on
Shes a cowboys buddy
Even when she gets muddy
Lord, shes lovely from her front to back
So either comin or goin
Know her best sides showin
Shes my cowboy cadillac
Shes the perfect picture
Of the perfect mixture
tween a woman and fine machine
Shes a hard work lover
A real tough mother
Shes the cover of a magazine
And Im happy knowin
That what keeps me goin
Is whats gonna keep me comin back
Shes my honkin tonkin
Everything Im wantin
Cowboy cadillac
She loves to haul them cattle
All my ropes and saddle
And it doesnt matter work or play
If its a mountain
She can crawl it
If its hay
Then she can haul it
Shes the last one to call it a day
Every cowboy loves her
Lord, they all dream of her
Oh brother, dont they all react
At the end of the evening
When they see my leaving
With my cowboy cadillac
Shes the perfect picture
Of the perfect mixture
tween a woman and fine machine
Shes a hard work lover
A real tough mother
Shes the cover of a magazine
And Im happy knowin
That what keeps me goin
Is whats gonna keep me comin back
Shes my honkin tonkin
Everything Im wantin
Cowboy cadillac

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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I'd Rather Be A Cowboy

This song appears on six albums, and was first released on the farewell andromeda album, and has also been released on the changes, country classics, the country roads collection and the rocky m
In collection albums. a live version also appears on the best of john denver live album.
Jesse went away last summer, a couple of months ago
After all our time together, it was hard to see her go
She called me right up when she arrived, asked me one more time to come
Or livin' on an la freeway, ain't my kinda havin' fun
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
I think i'd rather ride the reigns
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady's chains
We were just beginnin', it was such an easy way
Layin' back up in the mountains, makin' songs for summer days
She got tired of pickin' daisies, cookin' my meals for me
She can live the life she wants to, yes, it's alright with me
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
I think i'd rather ride the reigns
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady's chains
I'd rather live on the side of a mountain
Than wander through canyons of concrete and steel
I'd rather laugh with the rain and the sunshine
Then lay down my sun down in some starry field
Oh, but i miss her in the morning, when i awake alone
The absence of her laughter, is a cold and empty sound
But her memory always makes me smile, and i want you to know
I love her yes i love her, just enough to let her go
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
I think i'd rather ride the reigns
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love the lady's chains
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
I think i'd rather ride the reigns
I think i'd rather be a cowboy
Then to lay me down and love lady's chains
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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I came in with my idea of what a cowboy would wear, but then I met some real cowboys and they said that I rode the horses well, shoed the horses, but no good cowboy would be wearing a pair of Levi's. I had to get a good old pair of Wranglers.

quote by Steve Kanaly
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Hangin Tough

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Listen up everybody if you wanna take a chance.
(rap:) just get on the floor and do the new kids dance.
Dont worry bout nothing cause it wont take long.
(rap:) were gonna put you in a trance with a funky song, cause you gotta be
Hangin tough, hangin tough, hangin tough.
(rap:) were rough.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Everybodys always talkin bout whos on top.
(rap:) dont cross our path cause youre gonna get stomped.
We aint gonna give anybody any slack.
(rap:) and if you try to keep us down were gonna come right back,
And you know were
Hangin tough, hangin tough, hangin tough.
(rap:) are you tough enough?
Hangin tough, hangin tough, hangin tough.
(rap:) were rough.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Get loose everybody cause were gonna do our thing.
(rap:) cause you know it aint over till the fat lady sings.
Hangin tough, hangin tough, hangin tough.
(rap:) are you tough enough?
Hangin tough, hangin tough, hangin tough.
(rap:) were rough.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, just hangin tough, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hangin tough.
(repeat & fade)

song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Lonesome Cowboy Bill

(reed)
Lonesome cowboy bill
Rides the rodeo.
Lonesome cowboy bill,
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Lonesome cowboy bill
Rides the rodeo.
Ever since he was a little lad,
Loves the rodeo.
Bucking broncs, yeah, sipping wine,
You got to see him go,
And all the ten-gallon girls
Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Because
Lonesome cowboy bill
Rides the rodeo.
Lonesome cowboy bill,
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Oh, lonesome cowboy bill,
You still ride the rodeo.
Up round the colorado shore,
Down by the ohio.
Sometimes even new orleans,
Down by the mardi gras,
And all the ten-gallon girls
Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Hes lonesome cowboy bill, he rides the rodeo.
Just a lonesome cowboy bill,
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
You got to see him in the rodeo
When hes ridin, goin too darn fast.
You got to hear the people scream and shout
They call him,
Lonesome cowboy bill
Hes a
Lonesome cowboy bill
He goes...
Lonesome cowboy bill
Rides the rodeo.
Lonesome cowboy bill,
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
I said,
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Oh hes a lonesome cowboy bill, lonesome cowboy bill...

song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Would You Wear a Cowboy Hat for Me

Would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but like those cowboy hats, you see
So would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
A ten gallon hat, yeah black, now that’s the key
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy

Would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but to like those cowboy boots, you see
So would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Rawhide leather, pointy and spurs yeah that’s the key
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy

Would you ride a horse for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but to like horses you see
So would you ride a horse for me?
Stallion, mustang, any kind would be
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you ride a horse for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy

Even though you are a big city boy
You ride a horse that’s black
Wear cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat
How can it be - you are now my cowboy

poem by Anna Pacheco
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George Jones Reflects

It's up an' down, as me father said,
An' his as went before him
Good days could never turn his head
Nor the worst of seasons floor him.
(Said old george Jones). I've heard him say
Full many a time an' often,
'The man who knows no evil day
Ain't toughened so he can out-stay
Good times, in which men soften.'

See-saw. 'Tis the older law
That's ruled the world since Adam.
If men ain't sipped the bitter cup,
How can the good days cheer 'em up?
They never know they had 'em.
So, by-an'-large, I'm sorter glad
I've had a chance to share 'em
These long, lean years we've lately had.
Now good years come we've got the bad
With which we can compare 'em.

I've heard men say the land is done
Because the hard times fool 'em.
Poor simple loons, they ain't begun
To know the laws wot rule 'em.
'Men ain't learned yet to live on air,'
I've hard my ole dad chuckle.
'Stick to the land. All wealth lies where
Earth bids all men to seek it, e'er
When life gets near the knuckle.'

See-saw. 'Tis the olden law;
An' laws help them as learned 'em.
An' us ole stagers wot held fast
To earth, now clear days down at last,
Why, praise the Lord, we've earned 'em.
Hard earned (said old George Jones) most ways
High prized. New loads is lighter,
Us, who held fast can well spare praise,
Aye, even for then strengthenin' days
That makes these good days brighter.

poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Horse Called Music

High on a mountain in western Montana
A silouette moves across a cinammon sky
Riding along on a horse he calls Music
With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye
He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him
and how he would sing her sweet lullabye's
but we dont ever ask him, and he never talks about her
I guess its just better that we all let it slide
chorus:
And he sings Oooh to the ladies
and Oooh he makes 'em sigh
Then he rides away on a horse he calls Music
With a pain in his heart, and a tear in his eye
Now he rode the Music from Boston to Bozman
For not too much money, and way too much ride
But those were the days when a horse he called Music
Could jump through the moon and fly across the sky
Now all thats left is an old time worn cowboy
With only his dreams of the days long gone by
And trailin behind is a horse with no rider
A horse he calls Memories that she used to ride
Chorus
High on a mountain in western Montana
Two crossed cut through a cinammon sky
Marking the place where a horse he called Music
Lays with a cowboy there by his side

song performed by by Randy Travis
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Cowboy From The Bronx

He's got sandy hair and steel blue eyes and
Dressed in black from head to toe and his main
Love is a cowboy show. He's a cowboy from the bronx.
He stands tall and straight and lean
And mean and he sure is a loving machine.
He's a cowboy from the bronx.
He loves rattle snake boots and big stetson hats
And he's sure hell in any spat.
He's a cowboy from the bronx.
He bought a guitar and learned to play,
He practiced hard night and day.
He's a cowboy from the bronx.
It took 10 years to become a star
That Bronx Cowboy and his guitar,
So when you go to a cowboy show and you see a man
In black from head to toe you can bet it's
A cowboy from the bronx.

poem by Dewey Nixon
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Summer Time Blues

Try to add perfumes to your minds to meet me there,
The summer is here and it is with the blues;
You are not alone on this hot summer night.
We havethe natural fragrant to keep us going,
The summer time blues to swing with the muse;
You are not alone without the blues.
Scents for your love,
Mid-Summer-Night blues to your taste;
Enjoy the summer with the safety of numbers.
Summer time blues,
The fragrant of love to keep you going;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Summer time blues,
The summer of a muse;
Summer time blues,
The summer of a poem;
With relationships that moves you up.
Summer time blues,
With the heat waves to crown the day;
Perfume your body to meet up to the act.

Let us visit Copacabana and Ipanema this summer,
Of the rocky promontory at sight to give you hope;
Like the summer time blues with your lover.
It is summer time,
Visit the beaches to see things for yourselves;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Meet me there and touch me with your heart.
A summer time love with the blues,
Like the golden grape of my soul;
Summer is the essence of a colourful life.
The sense of reality in times like this,
The heat with love to share with others;
Where the hearts of lovers do meet like,
One's love never touched before.
Summer time blues is all about this muse,
A time of love to share with your lover;
Summer, summer, summer time! !

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Your Dream Of Great Happiness

Your dream of great happiness for you has not come true
And a change of luck 'twould seem you are overdue
But of hopes for the future you do not despair
And through the hard times you have hung in there
Yet you feel that the good days for you are ahead
And hope for the future in you is not dead
With your darkest of times you have learned how to cope
And you look to the future with positive hope
Your dream for future happiness from you has not gone
With your battles of life you just keep keeping on
You've experienced some financial trouble of late
But 'tis said good times come to all of those who wait
This journey through life it can often be rough
But you hang in there though you find the going tough.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A Cowboy's Work Is Never Done

Right!
I used to jump my horse on right
I had on six guns at my side
I was so handsome women cried
And I got shot but never died.
I could play, if I do everything it say.
girls seem to joskin in his way
those day we work considered fun
all cowboy's work is never done
He'd buy crime all the time
he always win
tell his mom would break it up
and call him in
he was tough, he was hot, he was high
I think was love 'cause guys like him were hard to find
Right! I'd like to ride again some day.
I think I feel no hard of play
I play games now, but it's not fun.
A cowboy's work is never done

song performed by by Cher
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Two Shots

This song was first released on the windsong album. it is the only album it has been released on.
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Last night while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good time
The lady with whom I was speaking
Thought I was feeding her some old line
When I spoke of a cold winters morning
A duck blind and a river of gray
The sound of the snow softly falling
When I thought I heard somebody say
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I could tell by the gaze of my comrades
That I was the one who had spoke
Their eyes held a message of patience
The thrill of the hunt and of hope
But when I spoke again how they listened
For the wisdom of what I might say
If the good lord had meant us to shoot one
Hed surely send more ducks our way
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Well the lady with whom I was speaking
She laughed lightly and she wandered away
My heart, like the snow in my story
Fell silent, Id hoped she would stay
Its so nice to talk to somebody
To find someone whos willing to share
I know that this life is worth living
But sometimes it just isnt fair
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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One Night Is Just Not Enough For Me(Revised In Line Form)

I'm just so scared today.
Taken in the moment.
Living a let down is so hard.
Give me another drink, on the rocks please.
Can you just talk to me.
Can you do it just do gently.
My wings have just been ripped right off of me.
And all that's left is a scar that reminds me.
I have been forever marked.
Sinner or saint it don't matter to me.
We all end up the same place anyways.
Love or hate doesn't matter to me.
It all means the same.
Feelings so strong just can't be wrong.
This is where I belong.
A sense of self satisfaction.
Again I'm overacting to something so small.
It means nothing.
Time to realize.
Signs are all in the mined.
Just justify it.
Make it right.
Turn off the lights and have a good time.
Under the candle light.

One night is just not enough for me.
I'm not stand in.
This can't be temporary.
Tomorrow please don't be gone.
Becoming one of the broken.
Just because you have been used doesn't mean you still can't be good. Their is always a place, a name, a face, forever forgotten in time.
But still I can't get you off of my mind.
Please don't say it's the last time, the last time.
Like a stray dog I lick my wounds, and walk away.
Sorry but it just can't be.
This way.
Its not okay.
Good, but not good enough.
Sometimes it's rough.
So you need to be tough.
A heart of stone to remind you that you are never truly alone.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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