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My Depression
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                                                                   -Quagmire...His words will live on forever.
 
If you are reading this, you owe me five bucks.
 
I place new poems, in various places, so it's up to you to find their new cyber web pages.

My depression is all about...Well you're smart, you can figure that out.
 
The One
Are you the one
to say to the heavens above
that I'm beautiful to you
and that you'll take my love
are you the one
to take my grattitude
and give it back to me
without an attitude
are you the one
for me to embrace
to look in your eyes forever
and your hearts affection be mine to chase
are you the one
for me to wait for
to be self sidelined
waiting for you to adore
are you the one
to take my hand
be it out of love
or united we stand
are you the one
that will show me compassion
everyday of the week
in every single fashion
are you the one
to take my love
shout it to the mountain
with the gods up above
are you the one
to  comfort me
to hear my cry
and answer my plea
are you the one
for me to come home and cuddle
and then go to work
and answer in rebutle
are you the one
who will put my heart in a craze
and make me delirious
like Jimmy Hendrix's purple haze
are you the one
for our bodies to intertwine
for what's in me to become your's
and what's your's to become mine
I think you are the one
but I won't take it far
I'll wait for a few years
and see if our words will spar
till then
you are the one
 
Competition
You
I couldn't compete with you if I tried
you're closer
maybe taller
a little twisted
maybe hotter
her friend
her foe
your name right here would go
but I'll bite my tongue
let it fly
turn my head
but not just to cry
it's not your fault
don't look so glum
she need's someone to confide in
you just happened to be the one
so give all you can give
take all you want
you're her closest person
and also her confidant
so don't feel for me
I'll find a way
to cope with the pain
that with her you'll stay
you've hurt her some
that I know
but nothing compared
to the love you've shown
so I won't compete
I see no choice
I'll just lurk within the shadows of her heart
that small speaking voice
and for you my dear girl
reading this hear
don't feel so bad
It's not your fault I'm here
just lean on him
but yield to submission
he's a sort of friend of mine
but also my competition

"Let he who will move the world first move himself" ~Socrates