Aidan Clevinger

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My nose is bloody, my knuckles, too,
And my jersey's covered in mud.
I don't know who I thought I was kidding,
Trying to be some romantic stud.
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Anyone can tell me
The things I want to hear.
Anyone can say they care,
Or that they hold me dear.
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There are so many things I want to say,
So many things to tell you, dear.
But I find that now I just can't say them,
Now now,
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Though all around the devil prowls
And tempts good men to fear.
Though he loudly shrieks and howls
He cannot harm us here.
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Jesus, Thou were crucified,
And to this world Thou bled and died.
Empower me to do the same,
For the glory of Thy matchless Name.
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O my Father, great and gentle,
Come and aid me here tonight.
For my sorrows come a-howling,
Chains of loss have bound me tight.
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My baby sister lives with my dad and stepmom, and I don't get to see her much. But by God's good grace we stick it through, and I am in love with this little girl. Here's to you, Shelby Kay.

How there, baby girl, how are you?
I hope that you're doing fine.
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'Why is it, ' you ask, 'That you're so content?
'What inspires that smile? '
Well, if you want to know, my friend,
Then sit and listen for awhile.
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Jezebel, your devilish charms
Are too much to ignore.
I find myself drawn closer,
Though I've walked this road before.
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Dear children,
As you dream tonight,
Your dreams of silver and gold.
Do not in the darkness stray from the light
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This poem is meant to be a testimony to faith and an encouragement to all those who believe. As long as we remain in Christ, then death is not the end. On the contrary, it is 'better by far' (Phillippians 1: 13)

Where is it that I'm going?
Dear children, do not cry.
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A bus, a plane, a boat,
All of them took me away.
I had to get out of that house,
I simply couldn't stay.
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Whew, this one had some emotion behind it. I was just about to break up with my girlfriend (and I was overseas, mind you) when I met a fantastic girl, and the attraction was definitely there. I was caught in a rut, because I wasn't going to be unfaithful, and I didn't want to hurt either of them. This was a product of that. (Oh, and everything worked out in the end; both of these girls are still very good friends and huge blessings in my life.

Attraction? Yes, there's a lot of that,
And more than a little fear.
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This one was written after I helped a friend out with some - how shall we say? - boy troubles. She really wanted to make a move, but couldn't find the courage, and I thought to myself, 'This poor girl will be trying to block out some of this.' And then I realized that I would be, too, because I was attracted to this friend at the time. We all spell-check memories, I think. It's a safeguard against insanity.

They've been coming on all night, dear,
You won't give them the time of day.
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I had the opportunity to go to Europe, and one of the stops there was Venice. It took my breathe away. Not so much the way it looked, but the atmosphere, the feel, was indescribably beautiful. So I thought to myself, 'I could live here', and this is what followed:

Bonjourno, signor,
Step right this way.
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Some search for hope among the stars,
Some look for love in magazines.
Some look for asnwers in measures and bars,
Some see meaning in material things.
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I set my alarm for six o'clock
But this morning it rang at eight.
And as I rose in befuddled shock
I ascribed it all to Fate.
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Joseph McGruffer McDuffer turned green,
It was the stranges thing I've ever seen,
But it's true, Joseph turned green,
And it was all because of jealousy.
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Every day they come along,
Chances to make things better.
New cars! New cosmetics! New clothets!
Out with the old,
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I've finally got something going,
Things are beginning to clear.
There's someone now I care about,
Someone that I hold dear.
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Benchwarmer (Getting Benched Again)

My nose is bloody, my knuckles, too,
And my jersey's covered in mud.
I don't know who I thought I was kidding,
Trying to be some romantic stud.

Curse these stinking pads,
Get this helmet off my head.
My back feels like I'm eighty years old,
My feet feel made of lead.

She popped the ball out from my arms,
I never had a chance.
Sprawled on the ground I watched her run;
Chalk six up for Failed Romance.

I'm sick of playing this stupid game,
At least while she's still playing it.
This had to happen sooner or later,
There's no point in delaying it.

So substitute some other fool,
Go ahead, coach, call me in.
Maybe someday soon I'll hit the field,
But for now I'm getting benched again.

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