Rodney Dufault

We've all this blood passing through our ventricles
snaking through our bodies just like tentacles.
Without heart's our brain's are only vegetables,
and the language of love would be unintelligible.
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You are the only one for me and you always have been.
What you have done to me I never thought could happen.
You found a way under me; Broke through my substratum.
I had destroyed me utterly, but you raised me a fathom.
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I just want to move on,
and be rid of the pain;
Now that my youth's gone,
and I'll be a kid not again.
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I wish that I could say that I could only see the beauty,
but when you actually pay attention you then see all the cruelty.
So am I really crazy when I wish someone would shoot me?
My guess is maybe, but I really want to live forever, truly.
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Do you understand how hard it is for me to rhyme
when I can never seem to focus?
That is why I am amazed by every line;
To me it feels like hocus pocus.
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There's a reason I'm a general
when most of ya'll never had stripes.
My word is the most venerable,
and I've always been in mad fights.
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I swear, this is the last poem that I am ever writing,
for I am too broken; Too many errors in typing.
Too much emotion; None of the terror's subsiding.
Stuck, boatless in an ocean; Two different pressures colliding.
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These oceans in my mind/ cause erosion over time/ always exposin' what's behind/ my handwoven coastal line/ like emotion I try to hide/ kept frozen and undefined/ not open for someone to find/ unless chosen by my own design/ words unspoken are wasted rhyme/ so with poem I'm sayin' mine/ I awoke one day then died/ when something opened up deep inside/ set into motion my redesign/ with devotion to Lee, my bride/ from the moment that we combined/ I felt the commotion in me subside/ felt more oaken and fortified/ while holdin' her by my side/ interwoven and intertwined/ unbroken amidst the grind/ through corrosion and suicide/ child stolen from you and I/ but we showed them and we just climbed/ now we rose again and we just fly/ with our son, golden in our sky/ above these oceans in my mind.
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Sometimes the world we're livin' in is just sickenin' and awful,
but still I'm not givin' in. I'll remain vigilant and watchful.
Visitin' on our children sin, just to be did again's a debacle.
I will not be a participant. My son's a magnificent marvel.
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One twist of words, or one twist of fate
and this could be yours to contemplate.
Where is this earth across this space?
I have searched the universe. No trace.
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You want to hear something beautiful from me?
You wanna hear about the birds and the bees?
Or what I heard from the trees?
Or how about the Earth turns...Please.
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Most of the time I feel like my brain don't think like yours.
Whatever you are thinking, I think of differently I'm sure.
While you think of ways to not let people through your door;
I'm thinking of how to keep them from ever stepping on my shores.
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When this winter comes
if there is no little sun
I will get us one.
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I don't think I see myself in the same light in which you do,
but which one of us is right? Is it me or is it you?
They say it doesn't matter what you think, but I don't think that's true,
for people always find wrong answers in conclusions that they drew.
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I try hard to be selfless, and grow in my stature.
Shit that I've dealt with helped me forgo the latter.
Sights I've beheld; Shit, you tell me don't matter.
Still, I have to tell it; Or else I grow madder.
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If the road to Hell is truly paved with good intentions -
Well, I have so many of those that most I never mention.
Let's just say this road is very long by my very own invention.
And even though I'm very strong, I'm now at an intersection.
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This world is dying, can you all not see it?
We all should love every single human being.
A hero to this world, I feel I could be it.
Why do I feel like I'm the one who should free it?
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Later in life I'll think I could've been a better dad
even though I give my son everything I never had.
I do everything to ensure that he's never sad.
I teach him what to do not just punish him when he's bad.
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Life is a long road full of convolution.
Constantly on the search for the solution
to finding a way to some absolution,
but is this really humanity's evolution?
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You might see me dancing around a fire calling for raindrops,
or maybe way up high above the earth embarking on spacewalks,
and I have so much spirit that I am at every single seance,
even when I was little drawing pentagrams 'fore there was crayons.
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