Jason Luneau Poems

A fathers will is his love....
A father not there but never gone....
3 jobs always gone... I miss my dad....
Where is dad just over there... turn to see no one..
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The whitest white youll'ever see is bone
2 jobs, no life, what you knew is gone
when you work so hard, flesh is stripped
nothing left, just a skelaton, standing alone
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You spent a lifetime wallowing in self pity
trying to find that inner peace
and when you fell the lowest
and in the darkest of places
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Dispare runs and rules your life...
then God gives you a gift...
A treasure.. something to honor.. to hold dear.
A woman some one you don't deserve.. but was given.
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A friend in need tries not to be a burden....
You choose to be the one to carry his burden....
You are his brother his confidante his friend...
Never will his trouble be a burden....
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A fathers will is his love....
A father not there but never gone....
3 jobs always gone... I miss my dad....
Where is dad just over there... turn to see no one..
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The man with no control will end up in a firey roll...
No where to turn only left with the desire for tanquill peace...
A life with a short lease turns your head...
To look down a barrel of six hollow points of lead...
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Eyes closed.. in mid summer lofty dreams and hopes.
Laughter all around.. with kids and friends abound
All that is loved and cherished... You sigh
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Never here nor there yet not ever aware....
That your eyes stare....and stare.....and stare....
Wander aimlessly as if you have not a care....
But always..with a brow of scared...shamefull...fear...
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Follow my heart..leads me nowhere...
I want to talk to you tonight...
One look in your eyes..I see beautiful morning skys...
I want to talk to you to night...
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