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I am not depressed Death Gets The Finger
 

By: David Rader II on June 25, 2007 @ 10:15 PM

I'm not dark, I'm really not!
I'm just like you, I'm just like him,
I'm just like her, but dark is what I'm not!

I'm funny, I'm shy, I try not to lie,
I keep smiling, even face to face with pie.

I like trees, I like bees, I like the birds,
I like the seas, I probably like you,
I definitely like a summer breeze.

See I'm not dark, I spark the spark,
I light the park, park by the light,
But sometimes I'm bad. On that remark,
find the tree of life! My names carved in the bark!
HeeHee! Shall we embark?

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I am not depressed, I am bright, I am light, I am not mad, just a little bad. I have no depression for confession and self crucifixion is not my mission, why would I do that? I enjoy fishing and swishing in the water and cooking above the flame. To hinder this from myself would be such a shame! To death I stick my finger and fart and let it linger! I may get it back but until that time I'll hold it high and let it shine! Protest for what's right when all is night for life to let light shine bright!

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This poem was originally written 06/07/05 Except that which is between the lines above was added today! 06/25/07.




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