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Guy Clark

Thanks Ainjel :)

haha it seems that way. but this one was written after the other one "The Game of Love." and about a completely different relationship.

It is with hope that I love you.
Hope that you will not fail me
Hope that you will continue to love me
Hope that when I see you next,
It will not be the last.
Hope that you will be the one
To break the Pack from me,
To make me forget all other women before you.
To be my only true love.
To be to me
Like none other.
Even though you already are.
That's what keeps me strong during the day,
And at peace at night.

You are my strength,
You are my weakness.
You loved me like none other
I am grateful for that.
You love me when I am atop my mountain peaks,
And care for me when I'm in the ravine.

It is with pride that I call such a woman as you my girlfriend
My prospective Wife
Michelle N'i McLaughlin
May our relationship last
Where all others have failed.




Death is usually a serious hurdle for love to make it over, but almost three years after, I am still deeply in love with you my love. SLONCHTE!!!!!

You acted like you loved me
Maybe you did for a while.
But now
You've gone away in style.

I loved you
I cared for you.
I was making so many plans for us
What does He have that I don't?

Well,
You said its over.
So I'm not taking you back
I'm not gonna
You can't make me crack.

You cheated me

Now,
You're out on the streets.
You're on your own.

There.
I said it.
Wow.
That felt good.
And now I bid you
Adieu.

Your gorgeous green eyes
And Long brown hair
Are the very things that make this game of love unfair

You are my inspiration
You are my muse
There is nothing about you
that my heart cannot loose.

You make this game of love unfair
Your beauty is like a rose.
Standing next to you
Makes me have a horrible pose

But that doesn't bother me.
I love the game of fair chase.
I'll do anything to get you
Everything, in your case.

Everything I do
Goes to my love for you
My muse.

I have been seeing alot here lately about 2013 being the Year of Peace. and although I welcome peace with welcome arms, I'd like to give my thoughts on this. Peace, by no means comes cheap.
Thomas Jefferson said The Tree of Liberty from time to time shall need to be watered by the blood of Patriots and Tyrants. It is it's natural Manure.
And, also, for those who want to erradicate domestic terrorism by putting a ban on firearms, I'll rebuttal with another Thomas Jefferson quote
Those who hammer their guns into plows will plow for those who didn't.
also, another one, quite commonly heard, an armed man will kill an unarmed man with monotonous regularity.
and also, that peace is earned, and kept, by warriors. not just the men in uniform. those average guys that might not have had a brave or courageous life before that will run to aide a mugging victim.

also, before pearl harbor in 1941, the Japanese emperor was wanting to invade america, but his admiral told him not to because "behind every blade of grass in America is a gun."
For decades that was the number one reason why no one messed with us. there had not been a single attack on our own soil between 1816-1941 and then, pearl harbor, then we dropped two nukes on the ones who did it, then from 1945-1993. what also happened in 93? the first president who opposed firearms! Clinton put the first firearm ban on law-abiding American citizens. and now look at where we are. been dragging out this war in the middle east because we want to be politically correct. Why not let the US Army do what the US Army is known for doing, level the f***ing B@$+@rds and the vast majority of our boys that have died wouldn't have. just my opinion. feel free to comment :-)

Desperado- the Clint Black Version

Only daddy that'll walk the line- Waylon Jennings

The Wurlitzer Prize- Waylon Jennings

Mamma's don't let you're babies grow up to be Cowboys- Waylon Jennings

I've Always been Crazy- Waylon Jennings

Stuff that Works- Guy Clark

The Cape- Guy Clark

Wanted Dead or Alive- Bon Jovi

The Voice- Celtic Woman

Odessa, TX

(Launcelot played by Ionn Gruffold) You look frightened. there's a large number of Lonely men out there
(Guinevere played by Kiera Knightly) Don't Worry, I won't let them Rape you.

Same movie (Galahad) I don't kill for pleasure!
(Tristian) you should try it someday. you might get a taste for it.

Gunner in Expendables to Yin Yang: What do you wear, a size three??? Bring it Happy Feet!!!

Miranda Lambert (country music star from down the road in Lindale TX)
Cloe Agnew (one of the angels singing for Celtic Woman)
Mairead Nesbitt (very energetic fiddler for Celtic Woman)
Emma Watson
Zooey Deschanel
Selma Blair
Charlize Theron
Penelope Cruz

Friend, the reason its hard to find a good woman is because the said good woman has been done wrong by so many wrong men, that she ceases to be the good woman she naturally is and puts up a guard of what us guys call "bitchiness" in order to protect her heart. you have to be able to look through that outer shell to see if that good heart is still present, and if it is, just start tearing that defensive wall down pebble by pebble. it takes some time, but if she truely is a good woman, then it will all be worth it. but you also have to be a good man in order to do so, or else that defensive wall is just going to edify itself more and more and more till it dooms her to becoming an old maid and makes her look like fifty miles of rough road. be careful, and always be thinking about the good guy in line behind you.

That poem has actually become the intro to the last book in a trilogy following the fictional life of a sortof mashup of Native American, Celtic, Bavarian/Black Forest Legends of a character that the early catholic church adopted and modified to fit their means for conversion, named Father Wolf, Who was an archangel but a series of very "bad luck" caused him to fall and start the werewolf race to defend and protect humanity completely in the shadows. so the first book is about him as an angel, then the second is his sortof "Forrest Gump" like journey through time, and the third is where he is today. I must say, He is lightly tied to me, personality and emotionwise with what I've gone through these past six years

thank you all for your words of encouragement. they are vastly appreciated. a muse is a beautiful thing, and even though she is gone now physically, I carry her always with me. That's why it's so difficult to date again, How can you meet much less beat perfect? I know that I'm young and that I will most likely meet another, but that's what makes it twice as difficult, because I was young, as was she.

This one I wrote when I asked Dimitria out on our first date, two years and 10 days before I lost her indefinately.

Your Face

Your face is like a spring I once saw.
All full of life, beauty, wonder and awe.
Your face is like that day
So listen closely to what i have to say.

There was a blanket of clouds
Just like your eyes of perfect white.
That day in Oklahoma was such a beautiful sight.

Your red lips
like the red raspberries that grew all around.
Your eyes are as blue as the spring itself.
That and the bird's song made the only sound.
Your blonde hair glowed like the sun.
The heat it radiated made that day just so fun.

I know that God created all things beautiful.
And for that I'm grateful.
For I know what all that includes.

Nature, and me being with you.

This one I wrote for my late fiance, before she even realized that I was interested in her, and long before she was so cruelly ripped away from me. To you, Dimitria

The best of Friends.

He looks upon her
And his heart just melts.
He can't describe what he just felt.

His heart starts pounding
He's short of breath.
It seems to him that he's close to death.

She doesn't know.
She never will.
But its this feeling that's making him ill.

He wants to tell her
but he cannot.
Every time he trys the words seem to stop.

The only thing is
They've been friends for a while.
And she doesn't understand why she makes him smile.

This one is written to the love of my life, who earned her wings too soon in my mind.

I wish

They say every time a bell rings
An angel gets its wings
I wished I believed in such silly things.
I wish you were here helping me get through the day.
I wish you never had to go away.
I hope you know how much you meant to me.
Even though I know it can now never be.
I do everything I can,
But I know it will never be enough.
No one knows my struggles
No one knew it could be that tough.
I'll carry you always in my heart.
Athough that you're gone,
I know we will never be apart.
I wish we could be together.
I wih that every day of my existance.
Every day that I'm alive.
But now I'm just going to go to bed
and close my eyes
and let out a sight.
For until I see you again that's all I can do,
Is cry.

This one is one of poems that goes along with a Werewolf Trilogy I've been working on for the past year.

Eyes

Red, Hazel, Blue, and Green
With all the sights together we've seen.
All we've seen are Beautiful sights.
All of us running wild throughout the Night.
All of us running as one - but still free.

This bond between us is unlike any other.
All Four of our different Colors.

I Love you all
Like Sons and Daughters
Our Hearts beat as one
Like the solid beating of one single drum.

All of us together
Like brothers and sisters.
Red, Hazel, Blue, and Green.
That is all that can be seen.