John Castro Poems

look me in my eyes but dont show signs of fear

call me with a whistle thats how i know your here
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Hear ye hear ye children of love and adoration.
Simplistic thinkers of lesser complications.

Spirit singers of your emotions in iniquity.
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SHE REMINDS ME OF MY CHILD LIKE MEMORIES WHEN I USE TO RUN AND PLAY.
AND THAT THE FUTURE IS'NT DARK AND BLEAK BUT IT BRINGS A BRIGHTER DAY.
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somewhere along this road i lost all my hope for love
and in a way it feels as though i'll be flying like a lonesome dove
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GOD IS MY BLANKET FROM THE COLD THAT SHIVERS MY SKIN
JESUS IS MY CONNECTION WHO DIED GRACEFULLY FOR MY SIN
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Weeping voices in a place of rot.
A place of stench where the wormd dieth not.

Billowing smoke and banshees scream.
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I can fight and I can roll,
I can bite and I can hold,
but there's one thing I will not do.
I can sit and I can stay,
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ALL I HAVE IS TIME ALL THE TIME.
AND ON MY MY MIND WAS ALL MY MIND.

I PAID THE COST WHEN MY HEART TURNED FROST.
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