Joseph J. Hernandez

Tell me is it love or lust
I've been through this before, now it's hard to trust
This time it seems real
Tell me is it a hit in run kinda deal
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Tired, time to sleep
Eye lids grow heavy and weak
Lay my head, count sheep
After a day weary
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I write, but it will never be
As beautiful as a pond, cloud, or tree
Men can make wine with the aid of a grape
Honey is produced by a bee
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When you find a heart of stone
Do not grow attached
It dose not care if you are alone
It ignores dispair with a cold shoulder
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It's ironic how a beautiful piece of art
Can be created in the darkest of places
How an old rusty cracked heart
Can be oiled by adorable lying faces
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Put your trigger and your middle finger up
What do you get?
The worlds lost mistress
That no one will forget
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I see her smile side ways like the moon
Call me a lunatic but I predict it
will also come down soon
Fair, plump, and very well blessed
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Irritation, boredom, and anxiety
Growing quick like weeds consuming miracle grow
There's an abundance of addicts like me
Some are private and discreet, others just let it show
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How to wish to be a ladybug
Then my life would have sum luck
I would spend my days on a flower she plucked
It would be my duty to highlight the beauty she found
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I can hear this train calling me from my bed
I'll tell you what he said
I can relieve all your idleness and pain
If you paint my tracks in red
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I will tattoo myself like a pirate, mongol, or a viking
So others will fear this man as a brute
I could could happily roam the earth
Death, blind, and mute
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You have Cupid in agonizing melancholy
He almost die of shock
Forcefully ripped out his arrow
Now his ideas you mock
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Always around an abundance of weed
So I feel no need to supersede expectations
With no goals or dreams mary jane is my inspiration
Without it I would die of starvation, extreme lack of motivation, and immense panic
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The world's addicted to happiness
That will be history in the past
Like an old eccentric be satisfied in sadness
That will long last, sadtisfaction happy is fiction
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No more, I will not stand by and watch live from the front door
What a poor perception of this grey world
All the things I once adored will not hold me down any more
I will look ahead instead of the floor
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O'Jim O'Jim
Your clothes are dirty
Teeth are rotting
To match your face untrimed
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Cool the burning lite fire in your heart
In stagnate solitude it will tear you apart
As bitter warm tears from your eye
Start a stream, and your low whimper turns
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Annoyed by the periodic morning alarm
Slow to roll over and hit the snozze
That rudely interrupted the comfortable warmth of your arms
Stress free, no longer confused
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Love you, need you more than air
Mines is ours to share
Place my ring on your finger for you to bear
Do what ever it takes to show I care
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Never take anything for granted
Life's too short
Life's harsh nothing will be handed
Companions can bring support
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