JEN
I asked your roommate about you…Is she really sane
does she play all those mind numbing games
She said you are crazy and hard to understand
and at the core of your being was a diabolical plan
I Though you were human and with a little help could speak syllables and understand Lawrence Welk…
Then we got so lost no one remembers
Standing among the Gray cornstalks of broken Septembers…Saying your name
Over and over again…JEN
M.S. Morrison
Love You Dear:
You were a Girl 19 and worth every chance I took
a woman who understood when life was not so clear
Who stood by me..Who stood by me.. Who stood by me.. right now
Love You Dear… Really is that all and how about a kiss
Because what does not hit the mark
Is always called a miss…
M.S. Morrison
The Man Behind the Mirror
Who is the man behind the mirror
playing with our hopes and dreams
It is our President It seems
So busy being every one to every thing
That no real promise does he bring…
M.S. Morrison…5479
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