Jaden Knight

People often say to me
“What can you tell me about yourself”
guess it’s my duty to explain to them
and so I look them in the face and reply
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There was a girl with a broken heart
her confidence had been torn apart
so in time she felt she'd lost her soul
and in her life was one big hole
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My dear it is time for bed
as the sun is slowly setting
best put your toys away now
as even they need to get their rest
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My dog running through the fields
her tongue hanging from gaping jaws
she slows to sniff a rabbit hole
nose close to the ground
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Our computer who art in the study
Hallowed be thy printer
We have had you for years
May all work be done
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As the pale moon hides itself behind the clouds
I awake and stretch my aching limbs
I stand to see where I am
but the night hinders my vision
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I didn't intend to set your life ablaze
I just wanted to start a small fire
designed to melt way that frozen stone
hidden deep inside of you
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They say that everyone has their own path
that it is laid in front of them at birth
and they must travel along it during their life
on foot or with mechanical aids
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You don't to have be shy with me
don't need to be embarrassed at all
you can talk to me about anything
I want to pick you up when you fall
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I played a surgeon for a fatal five minutes
securing the room for my own self operation
wiping away all the tears from my eyes
before I cut myself wide open
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I saw you at the park the other day
standing alone in the pouring rain
not sure why you were there
or who you were waiting for
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My back is made of a thousand scars
each one from a different knife
most of the blades have long since rusted away
leaving the newer ones that remain
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Send me a picture of your smile if you are happy
if you are upset pass me your tears
if rain threatens send me the clouds
if you are frightened share with me your fears
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Sitting on the fence
my cat looks round
looking for any prey
she gets up and stretches
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Some people say that the road to truth is long and winding,
others will just tell you that what you believe is true
does truth really ask more questions than it answers
how you choose to think about it all is up to you
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As many men sweat and groan
with heavy stones on ropes to pull
the pyramid grows and grows
like a small child growing up
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They sit together in their favourite place
holding hands like they used to do
the bench in the park garden is broken
the wood has almost rotted through
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One Easter night laying on an outdoor bed
a crème egg fell from the sky and hit my head
it bounced off my skull with a thumping sound
and rolled away when it hit the ground
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They say that everyone has at least one person
that they have left behind in their life
some they regret losing and want them back
others long forgotten and now are mere memories
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Give me not a rose on Valentine's Day
nor lilies daisies or tulips
do not sent me carnations
nor orchids of any kind
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