So different.
+++++++++++++
We're not
so
different.
Same goal
but
Different
Approaches.
But I imagine
you
Sleep better at
The
End of the day
Knowing
You
Effected such change
the
Right way
with
A pen.
As
I sit up most
Nights
Listening to the
Wails
Of
Monsters my fists
and
Weaponry reduced
to
less than mice.
But that's how
it
Goes
Brother.
Sometimes it's
Social
Circumstances.
Sometimes the
Roll
Of The Dice.
+
I wish I could
Be
More like you..
But..
I'm a long gone
Daddy
As a dead
Singer once said.
(Yeah I know that
isn't
what he meant.)
But hell..who knows.
Maybe
In another life a few
years
From now we'll be
sitting
On A Pretty Beach
Somewhere
with out respective
"Perty gals"
By
Our side drinking
A
Politically correct
Wheat grass smoothie
Laughing
about all this shit.
Even though we both
Know men like us will
Always have a certain
amount of tears in our
Soldier Hearts.
(just kidding about
The damn smoothies
Though.)
Jsh
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