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The Part of Which I Value the Most    #8

The soft flowing hair
The smooth tender touch
Are some of her features
Of which I love much

Nobody knows
The joy that she brings
Till they have spent time
With her and her wings

The joy that is brought
By this angels sweet face
Is for definant more nice
Than a football game�s race

But enough of this talk
Let me tell you the rest
The part that�s inside
The part which is best

The spirit inside
Of this very great person
Is a spirit I love
A spirit never of question

This spirit I know
Will keep me in line
So that I may live
With a pure and clear mind

And yes I�ll admit
The girl�s pretty fine
And her in a dress
Just blows my trite mind

But the part Of which
I value the most
Is the person inside
Of which I do boast
Past�s Future    #9

So he forges on
The diminished young man
The heartbroken teen
In a strange foreign land

The times that're behind him
Are only a blur
A blur that he wishes
Would only concur

The past that�s behind him
Was filled with such hope
The hope that was eaten
The hope that was broke

Of this young man
Comes just no great prize
All that is present
Is his obvious demise

The boy cannot see
Of the future ahead
But the boy can still hear
All his pasts� failures read

All his past failures
Continue to freight
Through this young mind
Reminiscing of hate

Was it too much to ask
For this little young man
To maybe have won
A simple gold band

Apparently so
For the little young man
Still has his bleak past
With no shimmering brand

So what should the man
Look for in his future
Is anything there
Any dream near to nurture

Whether there�s dream to nurture
I just cannot say
But one thing seems true
His past�s here to stay
I'll Never Despise You    #7

I was just writing
To let you know
That no matter your problems
I�ll never lay low

I�ll never despise you
I�ll never reject
You �cause of your problems
I�ll stay and protect

Whenever you need
A person to listen
I�m here for you
With eyes full of glisten

I�m here anytime
Whether day or night
Just come wake me up
And tell of your fight

If you want council
I�ll tell what I know
But please don�t you run
Don�t you ever let go

Don�t you ever let go
Of friendships desired
The times that we�ve had
I�m glad have transpired

I�m here for you
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