 Registered Member MaxwellMurder |
Last Activity: 02-08-2011 07:23 PM
About Me
- About MaxwellMurder
- City
- Alliance
- State or Province
- Oh
- Country
- US
- How has ALS/MND impacted you?
- I have been diagnosed with ALS/MND
- When were you diagnosed?
- 09/2009
- Biography
- i love travling, i have a big group of friends and i'm big beer drinker. GUINNES IS THE BEST!
- Occupation
- i was a top paid chef, but i cant do it anymore
- Interests
- writing poems
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Signature
- You can beat me with your lies, and cut me with your eyes, but like the dust i will always rise.
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To A Small Degree
Born to be a patriot
Living to be a martyr
Speaking semi-charmed
And walking with a wayward stride
Hear me speak
Watch my words
Grace is ………..
Lost in a whisper
Talk such nonsense
Strut with indecision
Confide in doubt
Regret your own regrets
Sum up the conclusion
Pen and pad, pad and pen
Write and re-write then write it again
Maul it over...
Born to be a patriot
Living to be a martyr
Speaking semi-charmed
And walking with a wayward stride
Hear me speak
Watch my words
Grace is ………..
Lost in a whisper
Talk such nonsense
Strut with indecision
Confide in doubt
Regret your own regrets
Sum up the conclusion
Pen and pad, pad and pen
Write and re-write then write it again
Maul it over...
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Rise
O’ cruel world that cuffs and shackles, ties binds, bounds and blinds me to this piece of lumber where many martyrs hung before I.
O’ crude people who stare with pity, and speak, spit, vomit wisdom that holds true united ignorance.
O’ simple life that forbids the adventure of thinking outside the box and past the billboards.
Take warning, indeed take warning. For I will climb above. Climb as high as the sun and shine. Shine brighter...
O’ cruel world that cuffs and shackles, ties binds, bounds and blinds me to this piece of lumber where many martyrs hung before I.
O’ crude people who stare with pity, and speak, spit, vomit wisdom that holds true united ignorance.
O’ simple life that forbids the adventure of thinking outside the box and past the billboards.
Take warning, indeed take warning. For I will climb above. Climb as high as the sun and shine. Shine brighter...
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Face In Hands
Thoughts and consequences of my decisions plague my ideas
With pacifist curiosity I extend my gratitude
I extend my scarred heart with a calm like demeanor
But my wit is still slow
Dry and reserve I sit my fingers crossed
And hide your picture
Dark calm and collected, but damned to think of you
What’s known as bravery is condemned as foolishness
And what is known as foolishness still might be right
We run...
Thoughts and consequences of my decisions plague my ideas
With pacifist curiosity I extend my gratitude
I extend my scarred heart with a calm like demeanor
But my wit is still slow
Dry and reserve I sit my fingers crossed
And hide your picture
Dark calm and collected, but damned to think of you
What’s known as bravery is condemned as foolishness
And what is known as foolishness still might be right
We run...
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Unprepared
Passing time in my shell of shit and sunshine
Waiting for Gods sign
Casting shadows on the wall
Making myself 100 feet tall
Mastering the art of a smile
Training to run a mile
Hoping to finish with a moderate pace
Nothing will prepare me for your angel like face
Pounding nails into my coffin
Not sleeping often
Pacing the floor with intent
Cant really think of anything for lent
Practicing...
Passing time in my shell of shit and sunshine
Waiting for Gods sign
Casting shadows on the wall
Making myself 100 feet tall
Mastering the art of a smile
Training to run a mile
Hoping to finish with a moderate pace
Nothing will prepare me for your angel like face
Pounding nails into my coffin
Not sleeping often
Pacing the floor with intent
Cant really think of anything for lent
Practicing...
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These Words
I read the words of Kerouac
Heard the words of Frost
Tasted the words of Ginsberg
And saw the words of Blake
Loved with the words of Cohen
Changed with the words of Dylan
And relaxed with the words of Marley
Dreamed with the words of king
Got lost in the words of Salinger
And lived in the word of Steinbeck
All these words
I grew up with the words of Hinton
Forgot the...
I read the words of Kerouac
Heard the words of Frost
Tasted the words of Ginsberg
And saw the words of Blake
Loved with the words of Cohen
Changed with the words of Dylan
And relaxed with the words of Marley
Dreamed with the words of king
Got lost in the words of Salinger
And lived in the word of Steinbeck
All these words
I grew up with the words of Hinton
Forgot the...
