James McLain Poems

Large and strong you see it,
On a man that you may know.
Warm on day's you feel it,
When passion starts to grow.
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It's been nearly twenty year's since
I last dreamed about it.
Rusty gears more like fears having
No control over it.
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I love her because of her, though she's an ocean away,
I can't like him hate you because I love you still.
You could arch to me like a cat and I would be blind
To your flaws I have many.
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Domestic violence is an event that can often breed silence from those you love most,
those you need the most.

A silence that sometimes befalls out of confusion, fear of saying the wrong thing, anger, or just time needed on their end to make sense of it all.
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Sometimes I think that he never took the
Road not taken.
Sometimes I think that because he lived longer
Than we will that he took them both.
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Decide if you are willing
to put in the time that it takes.
Is their a realistic niche
to be filled.
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Two roads crossed in the deep dark woods
Not wishing I knew to travel them both
Leaving to chance which road that I took
The tree's here were tall the bushes were thick
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Awakened
realizing I was in shock
she rolled me over
and did it again are you glad?
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Somewhere deep inside where lost the
Feelings hide
I found a way to look again at life
A new born child.
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A sociopath, however, is unlikely to experience emotions at all.
It's not that you don't recognise the person is suffering, because they do.

The reality is that you just don't care. No matter how terrible a time people are going through, no emotions regarding their plight are triggered in a sociopath.
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