rob cook Poems

It was there in the darkest hour of my darkest day
That you found me. You made me feel special,
Made me feel optimistic, made me feel loved.
It wasn't until i lost it all that i realized the best
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Sitting here, thinking about everything
And nothing. Wishing that there was a spark,
A source of joy, for me to feel...alive.
Ah, but then the spark comes, then leaves rather
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No, he may not always wear the right clothes or have the best hygiene,
But he's my brother.
No, he may not always say the most intelligent things or speak clearly,
But he's my brother.
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i dont like painful memories, or thinkin hard
cuz they always find me and break me down.
i dont like sittin alone on a saturday night,
cuz when it happens it breaks me down.
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The uncontrollable anger that vents like water through a wide funnel.
The heightened sense of strength and enhancement of my senses,
Followed by the intense pain in my chest and neck.
Why is this ridiculous, rueful, rabid rage coming over me?
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i clench my fists and look out the window.
the sky's a miserable shade of gray.
feels like forever since i've touched you.
i know 2day's gonna be another lonely day...
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