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Many have asked, what is love? Should love fit just like a glove? Do you care about your spouse? Or simply live in the same house? Do you simply get along? Do you have a special song? Is the love you have for real? Do you care about how they feel? Do you ask them about their day? Or only care that they got paid? Do you support whatever they do? Or simply let them take care of you? Just how often do you yell? If they're upset, can you tell? Are there any hits physically? Or are there wounds emotionally? Do you relieve or cause their fears? What do you do when you see tears? Are there things that you keep hid? Do you stay tog

An avid reader reads and reads Imagination plants the seeds With critical thinking one must think Not follow mindlessly over the brink Without books, so much is missed Watch TV in ignorant bliss Only knowing what you are told To go out on your own, never so bold Do everything just like the others Save the children like Tina Struthers Don't be afraid to think for yourself Don't line up with the others on the shelf Do whatever you want to do Don't let somebody take control of you

Some say your soul sees your whole life Before you come to earth Forgetting any pain and strife Just moments after birth I was born here in this town Thirty-five years ago Now there's no need for you to frown I look a lot younger, I know My sister 5 years older than I I'm so very glad to have her She's a social butterfly But I wouldn't trade her for another The first of many obstacles Mom's alcohol abuse Nothing but spaciness and giggles But mean drunk you couldn't accuse Then there was dad, he was a jerk A veteran of Vietnam A little crazy and berserk He wasn't any better than Mom Taken away when I was 3 And sent to live

I have a friend named Ricky, She's who plays our Lex. Her heart was a little sickly, Over a man who should be her ex. Who'd have thought I'd meet her this way? She's an awesome friend. To meet playing Dark Hunter Role Play, Hope the friendship never ends. She says I helped her when she was depressed, I think I just let her talk. Today she helped me, when I was a mess; Holding me up like a stalk. Both of us listening while the other cried, Helping them to calm down. Even if they said they wished they'd died, Understanding without a frown. She really is my bestie, Always there for me. Sometimes we get a little testy; But it's

Tricia, my older sister Can't tell you how much I've missed her Used to be just her and I Now I feel like I could cry All the weight that she has carried And now a jerk that she has married He gets so mean when he has beer Bitching non-stop is all we hear When the boys finally leave He will find a new pet peeve He'll find another reason to complain I really think the man's insane His claims of responsibilities He's crossed many boundaries Many things that he has done The time when he hit your son He is just too much like Dad Only some things not as bad Although his hands he'd never use It's just a different kind of abuse T