Hey Joe, What Does It Mean If It Burns When I Piss?   I Covered for your lies `cos I was your friend You claim it was only every now and then Seems more like every now and every then In fact there's no time I can't remember when Remember the night after her party The night you transformed me from a friend into a tool When you drove the bodacious one out behind the school You never saw it coming but caught her tainted jewel Now I fear that even truth can't set me free I don't want to hurt her again when she's my friend too She'd leave you and despise me if she only knew I went along when I knew all along it wasn't true As if date rape wasn't bad enough for her You made her pay your doctor's bills for giving you herpes Made her feel false guilt and bare your burden on her knees For turning her true love into a sexual disease She has suffered so, imagine how she felt Believing it was her fault for making your dick melt When all along it was your cheating with her best friend You are the virus that brought four friendships to an end   Created On: 07/05/1990   If Closets Could Talk When friendship's based on lies The truth can remain hidden but it never dies It lives and breeds within, consuming hope for peace of mind Will my avowal allow me to seek what I must find? You are not worthy of her And she deserved so much more than you ever were I'd have given anything to touch her kind of love I wonder, do you care who you're under or above? I'm through lying for you Dusting off old skeletons so they match the new I realized too late that you never were my friend And I'm left to carry a pain that will not mend We wuz best friends back then Now I'm ashamed when I look back at were we've been I'd have done it differently if I had lived your life Love was not enough, you could have had the perfect wife Our friendship's based on lies And my guilt tares me apart every time she cries But still I cannot tell her for fear she'll hate me too The truth won't help me now, I'm damned no matter what I do Now that's unimportant To cause so much pain was the inverse of my intent It matters not that I am not the only one to blame I still bear the guilt for extinguishing the flame Created On: 07/06/1990   Soul Silhouette Forgive and forget Is a phrase I have used You're certain you've won some twisted bet But I'm afraid you have the facts confused And you shouldn't count the payout yet For trust isn't something to be abused No my trust isn't something you should have abused There is no regret To be found within you Wealth is all you know how to pursue Though money can never repay your debt So give from within, your payment's past due Learn to stand tall without a safety net It's time you were more than a dark silhouette Created On: 08/31/2003
				wz0zzz@yahoo.com Final verse of Ambulance Blues by Neil Young "I NEVER KNEW A MAN COULD TELL SO MANY LIES HE HAD A DIFFERENT STORY FOR EVERY SET OF EYES HOW CAN HE REMEMBER WHO HE'S TALKING TO? I KNOW IT AIN'T ME AND I HOPE IT ISN'T YOU" NEIL YOUNG "AMBULANCE BLUES" Copyright 1974 Silver Fiddle - BMI. The original recording by Neil Young can be found on the album "On The Beach" (Reprise - 1974) One of the many great great songs Neil Young has written and one of my all time favorite songs. The midi music file playing on this page is Ambulance Blues. On Our Way Home Drive Home Johnny won't you drive on home? And when your on your way away from here Why don't you tilt back and down a beer? Drive Home! Drive home Johnny don't you drive alone There is no need to fear what you can't see So relax and have a beer on me. Drive Home! Drive home Johnny got your friend all stoned He says "Beware of that telephone pole" The faster you speed the more heads will role. Drive Home! Drive home Johnny you won't make it home A fair price to pay is the fate you'll share Tonight's the night you're gonna lose your hair. Drive Home! Drive Home Johnnies mother's on the phone Johnnies friend won't be sleeping in his bed It rolled so far they haven't found his head. Fly Home! Fly Home Johnny sings the jailbird moan You felt lucky cause you survived the ride But locked in your cell you can't run and hide. You're Home!   Created On: 12/31/1987 If Closets Could Talk (Original) As a side note to poem at the top of this page, "If Closets Could Talk", I originally started writing it after waking up from a bad dream and couldn't find the paper when I woke up in the morning. I had only written one stanza so I started over and then later found the paper I had been writing on the night before. Unfortunately I couldn't find a place to make it work in the new version. Later, after re-writing the poem, I finished the original by expanding the story more completely and include it here under the title "Hey Joe, What Does It Mean If It Burns When I Piss?" which is what he asked me after he began to feel the pain from the herpes. TOO LATE!    Betrayed What goes through the mind of someone betrayed? What happens to make someone do things that she would never have done? What makes another person who knows right from wrong, who knows that lies will be uncovered or haunt his mind until he confesses, to deceive someone he cares for so very much? What makes a friend ask another to tell lies for him? And what makes one friend more important than the truth, or worse, more important than an innocent woman? On Our Way Home This was inspired by several events that have occurred during my life. I've lost quite a few friends over the years from drunk driving and I felt like writing something about it, but found it very hard to write about dead friends. So I wrote something general that expressed my feelings about it. My thoughts are always drawn to a friend of mine who was killed by a drunk driver while he was riding his bike. It was a hit and run and his brother found him lying on the side of the road shortly after he had been hit by the car. Richard was a good kid and a great friend, we had some fun times together and nearly 30 years later I still miss him.       Other pages on my web site. My friends' home pages, favorite URLs & Talk City chat rooms. Save A Starving Poet - Donate to a Poet in need Artificial Artists - Poetry Is Art At The End Of Every Rainbow - A couple of Rainbow poems Where Are You Going? I've Seen Where You've Been! - Poems of Rage & Blame A Question Of Faith - A few Poems about God and Me God's Children, Do Not Die For Me - In God We War On Empty Arms And burning Flags, Stars And Stripes & There's More Than One Way - Freedom and the Flag Segregation, Separation & Walls And Bridges - My Poems on Prejudice & Pride The Family Way, Quarter Life Crisis - Poems Of Family distress Self Portrait, Blind To The Me Others See, Two Faced, Constantly Changing - Poems of the inner me Unrequited Love 3 - Amy Chapter 2 - Back to the Main Poetry page Index Page - Main Index of all pages on my site in chapters 1 & 2 Poetry Index - Main Poetry Index of all poems on my site individually listed Save A Starving Poet - Donate to a Poet in need US Copyright form 106 - Library Of Congress Copyright Protection for your Poetry form-txi - Library Of Congress Copyright Protection for your Poetry circ01 - Library Of Congress Copyright Protection for your Poetry registration - Library Of Congress Copyright Protection for your Poetry Neil Young - The official Neil Young website. Everything Neil does is cool and his website is no exception The midi music file playing on this page is "Ambulance Blues" written by Neil Young. Copyright 1974 Silver Fiddle - BMI. The original recording by Neil Young can be found on the album "On The Beach" (Reprise - 1974) Terje's Midi Page - Neil Young Midi's. Downloadable.... This is the sight where I got the Ambulance Blues midi from. ?1997-2001 Terje Flatval

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