well now...what can i say about donald???? i think the only thing i can say about donald is that hes unique. ive noticed that most of my friends are, but im going to have to agree with myself when i say that hes by far the wierdest, but in a good way. i met him last summer while working at a telemarketing place back home. if you happened to pass him by on the street, you would think him to be crazy, but after talking to him for a couple minutes, you can tell that its just his intellect shining through. hes been known to write an entire poem in a minute, which is astonishing to me. and whats more, its good too....so far ive only collected three of his poems but i know that he has a vast collection so when i get those put up youll know...
stand i sit and think begin to sink into my mind's wet sand;
and then my heart; (it's turn, it's part) tend's to lend a hand.
to pull me out, without a doubt from grievious thoughts and sunders
i need that hand so I can stand through times when my mind wanders.
denial
i sit here and i think of things that could have been of happiness denied me, as if a being of sin.
no longer does it bug me, though strikes me all the time sure it stings a little or so i say (in rhyme)
okay, so of the pain, a little exaggerated in truth i'm barely sane; my heart is still serrated.
well, still i sit and take it, learning nothing from mistakes; of flames that long to be lit, only to fly below the stake.
stand 1st
i will stand beside the ocean, i stand beside the sea waiting and wanting for you to be with me.
i will stand beside your coffin and i will stand by your death bed loving and holding you 'till you rest your head
Chorus: and i'm sorry so sorry circumstances led to this again: and i'm sorry so sorry loving you was my greatest sin.
2nd i will stand until you fade out i will stand until you die prying and crying to see the reason why;
you left me when you did, there amongst the blood red sin, of pain and of hurt and of depthless misery.
