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| Fan Forum Are you a true Bon Jovi/Jon Bon Jovi fan? If you are now is your chance to prove and show to the world just how much Bon Jovi/Jon Bon Jovi mean to you. If you would like to summit something, for example a poem, story, picture, or anything else related to this please email me at [email protected] and I will put it up on this section of the site. Thanks! |
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| Thanks Corina for these two wonderful pictures of Jon. |
| Poem written by the owner of this website (Claudia) [email protected] Jon Bon Jovi If ever I'm down Your music is always there If ever I feel alone All I need to do is stare Your music completes my day Your lyrics get me by when skys are grey Your eyes fill my soul Your smile makes me melt You touch me in such a deep way Your life is as beautiful as a rose bouquet What a poweful voice you have You never have people feeling down You are everything that I say you are You fill my life with such glory You are the greatest of all No one else is quite like you Your an amazing man sent from heaven To bless us with your gift of song Amazing doesn't even fit it Because your so much more Your my everything My shinning star My roal model And last, my true hero |
| A Love To Remember: Written by: Karen Wilkison Her Story is really long so if you would like to read it completely contact her at [email protected] or at the Message Board at: www.bonjovi.com (2IRISH) Here's the beggining of her story: She stood there looking out the window, the raindrops matching the tears rolling down her face. She couldn't believe she was walking out on the love of her life, the love of a lifetime."I'm begging you, please don't go" a voice said behind her. Karen Wilkison turned around and took a long hard look at Richie Sambora, the man she'd been heavily involved with for the past three years. Want to find out what happens next? well then you better email Karen Wilkison for the full story. (This is one story your going to actually want to read, trust me.) |
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| Thanks Sandra for this wonderful picture. You can contact her at: [email protected] |
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| Thanks to Sandrine for allowing me to use these 3 beautiful pictures, you can contact her at: [email protected] |
| Written by Mickie, you can contact her at: [email protected] If It Wasn't For the Music When I think about my life And all the trial I've been through I wonder where my life would be If I had not found you. I remember how it feels To be scared and all alone I remember how it feels To be chilled right to the bone But you gave me something special Your music - how it heals All the wounds and inner turmoil That a lonely person feels If it wasn't for the music I would have never had the energy To overcome the obstacles That life has given me If it wasn't for the music I would not be okay It it wasn't for that music I wouldn't be alive today To say that I am thankful Just doesn't say enough There are no words to say it I owe this band so much! So, Thank you to Bon Jovi For being there for me And for countless others So we can feel set free. Set free from all our problems And all the pain of life You give this to us freely And make us feel alive I don't know how to say it I can only show you now That with your music in my life You have shown me how To love, to give, to be a friend To not give up, to live, to fight You have taught me this, Bon Jovi You are my guiding light!! |
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| Song/Poem written by: Larisa you con contact her at: [email protected] HELL-BENT You're my rock star, My beloved singer With electric guitar And a ring on your finger, With a chain on your neck, Dark glasses on your eyes. You're dressed all in black. You look really nice. You are the only one I need. You became obsession. Without you my heart would bleed. It is my confession. I am dead to the world. Only you can revive. But now I'm bold, I need you alive. Not on these photos, Not on TV, Not on the concert, But just near me! It is impossible, I know. And you're far away, But it even makes love grow Just every night and day. And this temptation, And this desire Sometimes brings desparation, Sometimes takes me higher. And my love turns to passion. I'd like to fall down on my knees behind you. Dead-blamed anticipation! Of what?-I even couldn't find you. And I know I never will. Whom should I blame? How can you know what I feel, If you even don't know y name?! |