Activities of Alex Jones

I'm waiting for that giant silver bird
It's so giagantic it can't possibly fly
If I want to see the Pyramids
I'll have to trust and give it a try
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I feel a shiver run down my spine
I glance behind me and all around
This fear I feel I cannot define
Do I really hear the sound of soft foot falls behind
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It seems that I will never know
What love at first sight might be like
Contentment is my destiny
It isn't such a bad place to be
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If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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Without you is painful. Suffering inside that kills me.
Thinking of you is my only memory left.
Hurt by the fact that I can't be with you anymore.
A phase everybody passed through and overcome it later on.
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As I mentioned to someone else, I don't feel like much of a poet. I can only write directly from what is in my heart and experiences. It s a bit da...

I came into this world as we all do, with a mother and father. In less than a year my story takes a bit of a turn. She took me from the foster home and made me her own daughter. I never knew another mother. My first memory of a father was when she told me he would be coming home that day and my only thought was 'I have a father, what's a father? ' Then I had a step mother and step sisters. I tried very hard to be like them, act like them, make them love me but I couldn't. Most likely because I was already her daughter and she was my family.
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We never noticed, breezing through life only worried about who would ask us to the prom. A few did take notice of the ones never spoken to or looked at. As they passed by eyes were averted. No one invited them to any event but war. They were invited to fight for a country that didn't even want them. We finally noticed but felt so alone. How could a handful of us make a difference. Suddenly we had brothers and sisters massing together. It was a glorious time.
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